as I lay buried underground,
my heart wont beat
but will howl for you like a hound.
As the bugs eat away at my corpse,
like I am their last meal,
they'll eat my brain and taste the memories of you,
and how loved you made me feel.
I'm not with you
in a physical way,
we cant go out and rave.
But looking down
I hope I see you,
talking to me through my grave.
I don't want you to feel depressed,
when you no longer wake up
with the weight of my head on your chest.
Instead I want you to move on from me,
live life for the both of us
full, fun, and happy as can be.
I'll visit you, when I'm a ghost
I've made that deal with the devil
I don't regret it at all
in just the thought of it I revel.
One day my body will rot,
my blood will absorb into the soil and grass,
then i'll bloom into a beautiful jacaranda tree you could hug,
then we'll be interlinked once more,
alas.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 10:09 AM UTC
as I lay buried underground,
my heart wont beat
but will howl for you like a hound.
As the bugs eat away at my corpse,
like I am their last meal,
they'll eat my brain and taste the memories of you,
and how loved you made me feel.
I'm not with you
in a physical way,
we cant go out and rave.
But looking down
I hope I see you,
talking to me through my grave.
I don't want you to feel depressed,
when you no longer wake up
with the weight of my head on your chest.
Instead I want you to move on from me,
live life for the both of us
full, fun, and happy as can be.
I'll visit you, when I'm a ghost
I've made that deal with the devil
I don't regret it at all
in just the thought of it I revel.
One day my body will rot,
my blood will absorb into the soil and grass,
then i'll bloom into a beautiful jacaranda tree you could hug,
then we'll be interlinked once more,
alas.
I'm scared of being alone.