SHATTERED

She is to die much too young.
Hear her ear-piercing scream?
She lies here paralyzed,
She wishes it were a dream.

She is to die much too young--
As her coroner would say.
She picks out her own coffin,
And the spot in which she will lay.

She is to die much too young.
This she knows as she cries.
This thing eats away at her,
Makes her wither and die.

She is to die much too young,
The pain she will endure.
This is fatal, they all know
The disease has no cure.

She is to die much too young.
She'll see heaven all too soon.
The epitaph upon her grave--
Is read underneath the moon.