When I'm gone, send me to the sea from whence I once came.
Sink me with the memories of the ones that loved me and stayed.
Bury me with my ancestors from way long ago.
Don't mourn me when I die, for it will be my time to go.
Don't cry me a river, don't build me a mountain.
Just send me to the sea, don't sink me in a fountain.
Let me float with the sun on my face, and the moon on my back.
Let me stare at the night sky, entirely white and black.
Lay me down on the salty waves as they come crashing in, devouring every single inch of my skin.
YOU ARE READING
~My Thoughts~
कथेतर साहित्यThis is just somewhere I write things. I start thinking and then I start writing. It might be sad, it might be happy, or it it could be infuriating. A little birdy told me to open up a bit. So I will. To you.
