She stares to the midnight moon,
Wishing she lost all her gloom.
Dreaming for the sun to come soon.

She wished for a retry of her war.
Her death was unfair she should live more.
Her dead body lied upon the shore

Her body floated out to the sea.
Her soul imagined what the world would be,
"Empty and sorrowful without me."

Every night she haunted her home
frightening man-kind on her own.
Freeing the ones she loved to go alone.

Her body lied on the ocean floor.
On her dark ,cold underwater moor.
But she isn't there anymore.

She stand alive on the shore.
For once she is missed no more.
Her spirit is in her heart once more.

It seems to me the ones we miss
are the ones we forgot to kiss.
They all come back for eternal bliss.