Her life after death (suicide poem #2)

Written along with paper and pen
This is her life
After she is dead
She is free and living so happily

She is amazed by beauty
That you could only dream
She speaks her mind
And spills her heart

But, people spill their tears
With their shattered hearts
As the roses lie
So tattered and dead

Just like the words she had left unsaid
She is happy now
You can't even believe
In her life after death she is finally seen...