The wind blows her hair
A tear runs down her cheek
She gazed up at the moon
then she looked at the ocean
and admired how free it was
'It is uncontrollable.'
She wants to be free from a life of misery.
She walks where the water is to her shoulders.
She can barely stand cause of the pressure of the waves.
She gazes back up at the moon and thinks 'This is the only way I can be free.'
The waves get bigger and its harder to stand.
She quits trying to stand.
She releases her body and gives it to the ocean.
Just wanting to be free from a life of despair.
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