Too Late Poem by rebekah jones

Slowly she fell
Into the earths
floor. The air
was thick, making
it hard to breath.
She smiled, she
felt like she has
release.



Her hair, wild
Around her flowed
Freely. Her vison was
Blurry and she could
Make out just one person,
Ray. He was crying and
Reached out towards her.
Too late.