Sincerely, Jennifer x

I am in the dark,
the walls dance up and down the corridor,
a simple, sad song,
about how nobody will remember me when I’m gone.
My vanity is a victim to my suggestible nature,
and I start to wonder,
if nobody remembers,
then what was the point of the pain?
Nobody remembers my name,
and I don’t remember why I…

I don’t remember who I….

I planted daisies on the dark side of the moon for you,
but you weren’t moved.
You just moved on.
My body wasn’t even cold,
my soul was struggling to escape my corpse before burial,
but you weren’t moved.
I became a faded memory,
less clear with every passing second,
and nobody stopped by to water my babies when I passed.