In the mystical dark despair
Tight lips in a frozen prayer
Upset for what happened unfair
I saw her in a state rare
'What’s the problem?' I urged to share
She screamed ‘it’s none of your affair’
In the moment beyond compare
I tried to unfold the hidden layer
'He broke my heart' she did stare
I want to die, but does he care?
He looks so peaceful lying there
But doesn’t realize my pain bare
I said 'living here is a difficult dare'
But, committing suicide is a selfish fare