Untitled (February 9, 2011)

A cold bitter wind
Swirled around her
Biting through
The layers of clothing
She dressed herself in
Earlier that morning.

Her thoughts cast adrift
In a violent maelstrom
Of conflicting thought
Reflecting the weather
Which she was
Walking through.

Her heart rent apart
By the callous words
Spoke over the phone
By a close love one
To her.

Adding another layer
To the already heavy burdens
She carried upon her shoulders
Unsure of the direction
Which life was taking her.

Except around
Every street corner
More and more misery
Seem to be
The only answer.

Driving her
Further and further
Into a downward spiral
Of  depression.

Only wanting
The pain to end
But not sure how
She could it
Without doing something
Drastic to herself.

As she found herself
Staring out
Over a highway overpass
During rush hour traffic.

Part of her
Just wanted to
End it all
Hell to the consequence
They would not concern her
Since she would dead
Soon anyways.

Yet there
Still exist a part
Which was silently
Pleading with her
“No there is a better way
Than this”.

As she started to climb up
The protective barrier
When she noticed
A car pulled over
By her.

Two people got out
Started walking
Towards her direction
As her resolution grew weaker
She broke down
Into tears.

Sitting down
Upon the frozen curbside
Her head buried
Into her shivering hands
Sobs escaping
Into the frigid air.

A gentle arm embraced
Around her shoulders
With a warm blanket
While telling her
“Everything is going to okay
Now ma’am”.

First kind words
Spoken to her
In months.

Further breaking down
The emotional barrier
Which she has hidden herself
For longer than
She can remember.

They stayed with her
Until the police
And the EMS team
Arrive at the site.

A random act of kindness
By total strangers
Which that day
Saved a life.

Author's Note

Although fictional, there are some elements of my own life, written into this poem.