Poem For Broken Heart

A single strip of match gonna burn by body.
don't cry your tears don't gonna stop the flames.
don't even ask for help 
your self-centered voice 
no one gonna heard. 
burn my photograph 
my dairies my memories with you.
And tell my son that I never exists. 
his father was fine.
grave me in our garden 
don't remember me 
I will be in touch.