A simple breeze was the reason
The reason she didn’t take her life
The rush of bathtub water would soon run red
Overwhelming her face and ears
But she wasn’t ready to die
She wasn’t ready to not see herself grow old
Wanting aged laugh lines
And an wisdom
Flowing through her window was a simple breeze
A breeze she came across everyday
But this was unique
indescribably alluring
It reminded her of summer
Winter
Fall
The seasons she would miss if she was to die
The wind wrapped itself around her body
Carrying her
Embracing her alive skin
Reminding her of trees
And travel
Things she would miss if she was to die
A reason to live
was a simple breeze
A simple breeze
That simply reminded her