EVERY PICTURE TELLS A STORY.
Rather heavy for me but the illustration attracted me.
If she had waited a while
She would have heard the telephone ringing.
She would have answered it.
She would have heard his voice.
But she did not wait!
She could not wait.
Not one more moment of waiting could she endure.
It had gone on too long.
She would end it.
Taking the overdose was easy.
The tablets slipped down her throat
She desired them so completely.
Sleeping was easy too.
And, as her spirit emerged
From her body
The telephone rang.