Statue

- originally written August 1, 2005 -

she's dead now
and there's nothing i can do about it
cant change the fact
i watched it happen
slow and painful
there was no point
in trying to save her
glass walls separate
her from the world
i just stood and watched
maybe it was just my imagination
no one else seemed to notice
turned my back on her
and walked away
as her last breath
passed her lips
never even turned my head
to look back
at her lifeless body
as it turned to stone
now merely a statue
who's beauty is marveled at