The Corpse Of A Woman Poem by Joey Beighley

Eyes closed mouth slightly open
screams are the last heard,
Pain of death, Cold fingers reaching out..

Warmth of blood runs like the river
her breath comes and goes,
All feeling gone never to return.

Red and blue light flash in the dark,
voices of strangers sound like ghost
Speaking words she does not understand.

Stop the bleeding, close the wound
We're losing her fast,
Panic rages with in.

Come with me take my hand,
death has come for her,
Breathing has stopped, pulse calms to nothing

Her time has ended at a young age,
21 years still a child
On the ground lies the corpse of a woman.