When I close my eyes
The darkness recedes
But I want the it to take me
To lay me in a bed of grass
And never come wake me
Let my body decompose
And return to this ground
From which I rose

Then let me grow
I will metamorphosize
And bloom into anemones
The flower of the wind
I will study the skies
And learn it’s ways
There I might finally thrive
For I cannot bear this world
But I want to feel alive