Silenced, murdered mind.
No closure, no escape
For the one that has disappeared;
The one that has dissolved into an oblivion of no return
Leaving but a weeping void
For the ghastly new weed
That now resides within
To stare at and wonder miserably:
“Who had once bloomed here?”
When the heart is plundered once again
And the mind is stabbed some more
A faint memory of her comes to life
She glimmers, laughing in the distance
And the eyes that she left for ever
Ruefully watch as they fill,
The girl that was on a ceremony killed.