The last flower over my coffin is suffocated By the soil that gets me away from the grass A new plant has grown today for the rain drops And the tears that used to wet this ground above my body, above my soul
It wasn’t hard to accept my end I just wanted to put a full stop I know it’s all my fault even for what I didn’t do Believing that I was wrong
Putrefaction consumes my body But I have felt dead inside for a long time
