I walked pass the cemetery
See the dead sleeping
A bare body lying upholding helplessness
No one around weeping
Horrified eyes staring at the carcass
Blood decorated the mud in an unknown pattern
Curious souls want a name
Making their topic of the day
When the face is turned
Beat of my heart skips
The popped out eyes closed by death
The face covered with blood like a veil hiding the expression
Heart is open, now just a piece of cold flesh
I see and I see closely
I know who that lady is
It was me who was once in love with you, my love…
