She had brokedown
on the wrong side of town
and still found the kindness
of strangers there
She broke down
couldn’t help the tears
standing by an old man
that smelled of English Leather
And cherry tobacco
His cowboy hat and well-worn boots
pushed her to the edge
and he didn’t know
exactly what to do
but pat her hand and tip his hat
She broke down
under the weight
of too many pounds
and not enough breaks
Sweat and tears mingled.
as she tried to get back
all the strength she had
She broke down
indulged herself
in a bouquet of crazy daisies
pretty lace panties
a dress that made her feel
as good as she looked
She broke down
and gave in
tried on the pants
surprised herself
at how well they fit
She broke down
and made the first move
reached out to see
if it was water under the bridge
or if time had made
the wall too high to climb
She broke down
surrendered her body
to finally receive
all that she had been giving
for a long time
She broke down
ordered her own
bottle of Bliss
because that was the only way
she would ever get it again
She broke down
poured herself a drink
from the bottle
that she had saved
for another time and day
She broke down
explained how she felt
that the pain was too much
to just keep on pretending
that it didn’t hurt
She broke down
gave in to the temptations
that had been a long time coming
She made it all worth the wait
She broke down
asked for help
when it was clear
that she was in
way over her head
deep trouble
short handed
lost for words
just plain
broke down.
👣❤ Jeanna’ Mead
6 56 p.m 7-15-18
Jeanna' Soul 