Ramblings of the Soul (✅)

Sister's Flowers

It never stops
The screams of the dying
The disgusting puss that pours from the skin
The dead piled outside like trash
The sight
The smell
The pain

I know the sleeping people.
Mr. Goor from next door.
Miss Carmichael down a few miles.
Susie and Tod, yep, they're gone.

They all are eternally resting now with me soon to join them. I wish I could do something. I wish I could make it all go away. Sally stopped crying, but that isn't a good thing. I wish I could hear Mom sing, but Dad won't let me in and now he won't answer me.

I know why
We're all going to die
I'm not stupid

I wish it was faster, I can't stand it anymore, but I'm too afraid to end it.

My chest aches. How long will it take?
My lungs are on fire. Is this my final hour?

I have Sally's favorite flowers clutched in my fist. They bring me joy, even now. Maybe they could make the others happy. I can try, can't I?

Stuff their pockets
Fill their eye sockets
Decorate their hair
Ignore their milky stare

I can feel it now. I'll lay with Sally so I'm not alone. The dead are pretty now with their flowers of many colors, even though they'll die too.

In the end
Everything dies

Want me to sing your favorite song, little sister?
Oh, how I miss her...

Ring around the rosy
A pocket full of posies
Ashes
Ashes
We all fall down