Happily Never After ' Aftermath ' Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

It starts on a dark, rainy cemetery,
With the same old girl, wearin' a black dress.
It's the same place where his body, they did bury:
She looked so pale, she was in such a mess.

'From dust we are made
And to dust we shall return'
Deep inside her a cutting blade,
And in her heart his image, that still does burn.

Loneliness, sadness, and tears;
Over him daily she did mourn.
It has happened, her worst fears!
So she wished she'd never been born.

A face that haunts her dreams:
A whisperin' voice which she always hears.
'My Love, I'm not going to forget you it seems,
Even in a million years! '

Over his grave she dropped a dozen red flowers.
'My God, I'm going to miss you my dear-'
She kept starin' at his picture for hours,
'-It's so hard darling, I wish you were here! '

Her tears kept streamin' down her face,
With no one near to wipe them off:
As she knew, him she could not replace,
She felt how much life is cruel and rough.

Years passed with his memory, too strong to shatter;
Dead in life but alive deep in her soul!
Everything else in the world didn't matter,
While she wished from grace he would fall.

Till the clock stroke zero
And it was time for her to go;
A spirit on her way to meet her hero,
Carried by the wind that gently does blow.

Reunited in heaven, once and for all:
A long distance she cut, a bittersweet path.
Everything happens for a reason, Death you can't stall!
And that was the story's Aftermath.

The End.