The sun rose announcing a new day,
but she still wept over the idea of yesterday.
Her tears fell so silently down her gently face,
her sorrows fervently holding her in an embrace.
Why was it that nobody knew her worth?
All that everyone did was take her to her own hearse.
Oh, how she yearned for some affection, some special care
to make her forget her affliction.
The days went on, the pain still lingered, her heart felt heavy,
her soul finally withered.
The sky trembled in rage and despair,
for the demise of such innocent soul was of no fair.
Though, she shall rest now amidst angels and pure souls,
for the mortal world is a place that  
even hell shall loath.