Silence. It's really silent! How the- *knocks*
That's wood isn't it? Where am I? What happened?
It's quiet uptown. People stand around the coffin, wrapped in black silk, soaked from rain and tears. “They were loved.” - an aged lady whimpered sorrowful.
Mom? That's you.. Gray and tired of life.. It's me! Can you see me? I'm here. You are not alone..
How could I get her attention? Just for a simple small moment. No, don't cry! It's not bad here. Do you hear me? It's a dark mild place.. Peaceful if you want. It is not as terrible as you guys think!
It's quiet uptown. A family, crowded around the coffin, wrapped in black silk, soaked in rain and tears. "We miss you." -a mature boy whispered near the grave.
Brother? How am I invisible to you? Just look at me! You're looking in the wrong direction!
God damn.. If you would just listen to me. Just once.. But you never do!
“I wish I would have listened to you more often.. By God I hate you so much!"
Tears adorn his face. He steps a few meters back.
Hate me? I mean you always did but never cried..
It's quiet uptown. Nobody stands around the coffin, wrapped in black silk, drying from the glowy sun .
"Suicide took our child."-on the lonely tombstone.
