Our grave
You can also plant green plants.
My rotting body felt the pain increase.
Black eyes see the darkness, looking for a light through the gap.
The sunshine outside the grave
Burned my fragile skin.
I'm very happy about that.
My blood vessels are opening clear veins.
Broken heart, in a little bit of compound.
Feel the breeze and the flowers.
Feel the dust on my bare shoulders.
Feel the warm and sad world.
I also saw many bones.
Grow fresh flesh and blood
Butterflies are flying around them.
They smell the flowers and pursue their souls.
I also see people I haven't seen for a long time.
Holding their pets.
Holding a child.
Pick up the lost laughter