This is an empty shell.

The words that were once spoken are no longer heard.

The actions that were once made are no longer observed.

The feelings that were once felt remain cold and callous.

The thoughts that once ran no longer move.

What you see before you is no longer human.

Neither living, nor dead.

It died from many things:

Unspoken words.

Incomplete actions.

Unfelt dispositions.

False opinions.

May it experience better times in the next life:

Unbroken promises.

Heartfelt deeds.

Reciprocated feelings.

Kind thoughts.

Its presence will benefit the world.

A life will be saved.

A smile will be cracked.

A tear will be shed.

A being will be born.

May the suffering end first.