Everyone stood beside me,
Eyes brimming, hearts heavy,
Whispering my name
While my photo hung on the wall,
Framed in flowers,
Wrapped in silence.
Hey—what’s wrong with you all?
Why are you crying?
Can’t you hear me?
Don’t you see me?
But no one looks.
No one speaks.
Then came the cruel truth—
It struck like thunder.
My knees gave way,
My head throbbed with pain.
When I opened my eyes again,
Shadows loomed in every corner,
And the world had turned to black.
A strange, ice-cold hand
Gently stroked my skin—
And I knew.....
It was the end.