Apartment 104d

Let me tell you a story

Once upon a time there was a girl…

She had seen the horror of the human world

And one day she couldn't stop staring

The eyes had sunk so deep in her head

They were so distant, so remote

Her black hair draped the pillow

Her hands clutched around the sheets

A face so pale, so frightened

But still, it showed a sign of relief

An innocent girl

Born into a darkened world

Left to die in solitude

Reborn through her death

So there she was, looking at the ceiling

The curtains made a flickering light

All the needles on the nightstand

The bruises on her shoulders, reflecting it all

I still have nightmares of that room

It was in the year of ’78, I entered

I saw the pale body of a figure so sad

And all the blood, all the suffering

And all the wrinkles on her hands

For the times her father beat her…

For the times her mother rejected her…

For the times her customers misused her…

She would have wanted it like this (I think)

I buried her in the old church yard

Her grave is filled with spring flowers

A divine way of asking for forgiveness

An innocent girl

Born into a darkened world

Left to die in solitude

Reborn through her death