When distance feels so long,
And my movement begins to fail,
I had wish that my death is near,
And everyone will weep except me.
The casket will carry my body,
And my soul will lift my casket,
Their cries of love will fade away,
And the souls of them shall follow.
Eulogies from loved one's will carry
The soul of those who weep for me,
And everyone will be astonished
From the cleverness of humanity.
My father and mother will offer prayers,
And my friends will carry my memories,
Those who cared and those who hated
Me will always carry my name forever.
For those who wonder if I may go to heaven
Which I despised the most, I may not enter,
If god will reach his arms to save me ,
I will hold on tight to my own hands.
God does not know me or maybe about me,
For I long to find his hands but couldn't find,
Then my eyes were watching for his steps,
But no footsteps were found on the shore.
A lot of whispering came from the uninvited,
Well that would be an interesting message,
But keep those sayings to yourselves,
For I know not your hearts but your motives.
For my family's and friends who will walk
With me to my own grave, will remember
One thing , that I was once a man who
Search for truth but truth is contaminated.
And on my tombstone the words of mine
Will be 'Grave is my heaven and the world
Is my Hell' for I know that life is absurd
And those meanings are just meaningless.
My body will soon be corrupted and my
Bones will be shattered, and that was life
Is all about and what it means to live,
I was born to die and be forgotten.
6d ago
May 29, 2026 at 12:15 AM UTC
When distance feels so long,
And my movement begins to fail,
I had wish that my death is near,
And everyone will weep except me.
The casket will carry my body,
And my soul will lift my casket,
Their cries of love will fade away,
And the souls of them shall follow.
Eulogies from loved one's will carry
The soul of those who weep for me,
And everyone will be astonished
From the cleverness of humanity.
My father and mother will offer prayers,
And my friends will carry my memories,
Those who cared and those who hated
Me will always carry my name forever.
For those who wonder if I may go to heaven
Which I despised the most, I may not enter,
If god will reach his arms to save me ,
I will hold on tight to my own hands.
God does not know me or maybe about me,
For I long to find his hands but couldn't find,
Then my eyes were watching for his steps,
But no footsteps were found on the shore.
A lot of whispering came from the uninvited,
Well that would be an interesting message,
But keep those sayings to yourselves,
For I know not your hearts but your motives.
For my family's and friends who will walk
With me to my own grave, will remember
One thing , that I was once a man who
Search for truth but truth is contaminated.
And on my tombstone the words of mine
Will be 'Grave is my heaven and the world
Is my Hell' for I know that life is absurd
And those meanings are just meaningless.
My body will soon be corrupted and my
Bones will be shattered, and that was life
Is all about and what it means to live,
I was born to die and be forgotten.
