I tried to remember when I lost my mind.
But I cannot fathom a day without this empty static in my mind.
It pulsates in time with the beating of my heart.
I can hear the blood flowing in my veins, a constant hum that will run out in due time.
In due time.
The earth will break apart my body.
Flowers will burst through my rotting heart, will escape the prison of my ribs to reach the hazy sunlight.
The sunlight that will shine upon my bloated form.
The flowers will sway in the warm breeze, the air that will caress the worms in my skin.
I tried to remember when I found death terrifying.
But I cannot fathom this peace that radiates through me as I watch.
As I watch the earth reclaim me.