Lucy wasn’t feeling so lucky last Thursday.
Her friends were no longer jealous of, or interested in her life.
She had everything and then lost everything in just one night.
A handsome husband and two beautiful boys.
Her high school sweetheart. Her pride and joys.
Her reason to smile as she laid down her head.
Her reasons to wake up early and get out of bed.
Money can’t replace happiness.
Insurance can’t fix faulty seat-belts.
It can’t cover the cost of the immense pain she felt.
She was drowning in all the paperwork and all her grief
She was left alone to pick out three coffins of three different sizes
And no one was left to comfort her cries in her crisis
There wasn’t a bottle deep enough to grant her relief
There wasn’t an ocean wide enough to drown her sorrow
But her bathtub was just the right size to forever avoid tomorrow
If she could have had the support to stay afloat for a few more days
She would have discovered on her own that she was too late
It was too late for her boys, but not for her little girl
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