Desperate Denial

Blocking out thoughts? No wonder you barely remember a thing. My friend, no wonder why the shock is still in your eyes. Unmistakable void, have you forgotten her face? She still smiles, and a mirage of memory slithers demanding worship. A million candle is only lit in your head, for she's still alive, she's still undead. Somewhere beneath endless oblivious sky, her shrine is set. So don't deny the godess smile only to form a tourniquent for your detachment.