No one hears me : A Fleeting Soul

It is a sad thing, to see a dead body
to see what once was- but now is gone

tearing up inside, i drown in my sorrow
gone away and never to return
i bury my my memories, my thoughts, deep inside
for fear of crying

my quivering lips speak prayer to a fleeting soul
clutching my fists inside i shout "Why her?"
but no one hears me- God knows why and he is somber.
a piece of me is gone. buired deep below the ground
my eyes glazed over, look back, just one more time
on her pale face.
tearing up inside, i shout "why her?"
but God knows, and he is somber.