What I am supposed to do with this dead thing that you left with me?

Am I suppose to cry or let it hang for free?

Are you the supposed culprit who has killed my heart?

Left me with lifeless body; now the phantom has aroused.

It asks me, should I scare you with lofty voices or would you like some good memories?

Perplexed by these questions I let it take another life from me.

I understand my poetic cries must be suffocating you

But this is the only thing that you left with me in this breathless room.

Now, me and this phantom look at each other’s eyes

acknowledges we are the same lifeless bodies killed by your lies

You left us in this bottomless place without any air,

You shred the tapestry of our soul,

Wreaked our innocent hopes,

now you have dug us in this grave and you are roaming in the fresh wave.

Your plan was great, I must say

You committed the crime in front of my eyes every day

Still I let you kill.

Now me and my lifeless love are in this grave where your crime will always be safe

Because as they say, No body no crime.