Lost Her

by Cristina
(Romania)

In the death of night
I can see...
Her full red eyes

A pale form,
Too sad...
I can see through her

Candles all lit on the floor
Too bad...
I can't see her

A life, a soul, a heart
I know...
That's not her

Blood on the floor,
She's on the floor,
"It feels good?"
Yes I know...

A last song I tried to sing
Is too late,
She's not listening

I care no more for her...
So leave me alone