Don’t think about the pain you feel, it won’t help much,
You can’t let go of him, You can’t forget his touch.
He’ll always be a part of you, You can’t change that,
You can’t stop staring, Staring at the chair were he sat.

Stuck in a world where darkness crawls
Spiders jump from walls
Vampires breathe upon your flesh reaching your neck
Romance in not prudent but lustful a verb

Sleep, dear child
underneath the grassy tomb
no dirt shall dirty your dress any more
because between you and earth