It's beautiful, she says
Plastering a smile
That many dreamt of in their beds
While she tossed and turned in hers

One more came by, wispy strands
Dark brown orbs of malice
Fractured soul
Just like the memory he left her with

Another one comes by...
That's when she notices
The cold hard ground
Beneath her burning feet

The last one comes by...
An angel of death
Reminding her that
Even in death, she was all alone