Suicide Angel Poem by Ayanna Johnson

She opens her eyes and sees the clear
blue, black, and glistening, but she does not hear
She does not hope, she does not pray
Her Soul only weeps, water take me away

The anger is gone, nothing else to gain
The end is near, nothing else to chase
All she thinks as her mind goes awry
Is that this is so much better, than standing in the rain

She has no more tears, She can't be scared
She does not struggle, Because she has no cares
She frees her mind, and opens her arms

As the water rushes to fill her lungs

Fly, fly away, no more rain, no more strain
Fly, fly way, her heart sings, setting her soul free
Fly, fly away, golden wings, lovely scenes
Fly, fly away, The waves made a beautiful angel out of me