I visited someone today,
But then I thought it was yesterday
There he was with his usual suit,
Standing with all those weeds creeping along his boots
I brought him a gift just like I usually do,
Yet he just stared at me like he'd always do
I greeted him with a big smile on my face,
But he greeted me back with his usual poker face
A flower was on his right side,
While a lighted candle on the left
I starred at his grave for a while,
'Twas a tomb that marked how painful death is
