She can see herself on the ground,
Cold and stiff with no earthly bound,
Free from all the life’s strife,
And all the words of the world acting like a knife.
People came to pay her last respect,
Standing in between them she did expect,
A little love that she always longed for,
Was that too much to ask for?
She could hear that they were saying prayers,
Judging about her destination in their heart with fake tears,
As she could now understand them inside out,
Stop! That’s all she wanted to shout.
Instead she looked once more on the body and smiled,
Then walked away leaving everything behind.