I who have died and have done. Have no heart to be buried in the earth with it was taken from me along time ago by my died wife who now rest besode me in a blanket of soil. my life being drained in the earth as the ground makes my wife and I bones and soon nothing. Life is fleeting just like the beings that walk on the surface. waisting all there time. Not nowing how peaceful death can be. Every once of my viber is being eaten away by the earth and is how peace is made with death. In the ground in the ground. I lay in the ground waiting for my body to be gone. In the ground in the ground peaceful as a friend. i am not alive but the music of my body in the ground is playing loud and clear for all the dead to here. Waiting to rise from the ground as i am reborn into the next circle of live in hell and earth.
This one was short but the next one will be better I'm just tired
