Broken pieces of my life.
There were many broken pieces in my life.
Darkness and despair held a strong gripe
on me. Feeling deep inside I was trapped
and held captive by my own misery.
The present was as gloomy as the deepest blue sea.
Living my life no longer had any hold upon me.
I closed mine eyes, with mine arms opened wide.
Slowly step by step I walked into the sea.
I was as terrified as I could possibly be,
All too soon the seas covered me.
Drowning! Drowning! With no living soul
caring enough to rescue me. I no longer could breath.
The sea would become my grave.
A few days later, my lifeless body
was washed up on the shore.
Jane Doe would be remembered, never more!
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 54/ October Country
April 02, 2015
