A Better Life In Death Poem by Ray Hansell

She lived her life all alone
No one to ever love
She had no one to lean on
No one she could think of

When life's troubles got her down
She retreated to her room
Surrounded by four grey walls
She felt like she was doomed

The walls kept on closing in
She couldn't take no more
She looked at herself in the mirror
She wondered, what am I living for

So she went to her closet
She selected her best dress
She put it on with her new shoes
Then left her house on her quest

She drove down to the river
Parked her car and got out
She stood there for a moment
But there was nothing to figure out

She climbed up on the rail
Threw herself into the air
As she drifted toward the water
Suddenly, she had not a care

All the pressure that she felt
Had all disappeared
For the first time in her painful life
Her head was completely clear

Now they never found her body
But in her car she left a letter
She said, please don't worry about me
In death life will be much better


11-06-09/RJH