The white tomb stone

There was a white tomb stone that lay,
because of someones betray,
Inside there is a body,
which was mine.

I was only young,
i felt like being hung,
because someone left me,
to a terrible degree,

I couldn't live without him,
and i recognized that as i was in a swim,
i drowned deep inside,
in that lake i cried,
and then died.

So here i lay,
in this white tomb which is one hay,
lay many flowers,
there for many hours.

Roses from my mom,
there color is so calm,
and there,
there lay flowers from you
one and there two.

The tomb filled with those,
with the wind that blows,
i watch over you,
and still into you