BENEATH ME

Amen, may God bless your soul. Lord have Mercy. Here we go again. Thank the Lord I am here, waiting, away from all this hypocrisy and misery. Black coats, heavy rain and a stench of cheap perfume lingers in the air. Goodbye is all that is needed. Dripping tears and I sigh. I am settled here, no more bills, no more noise, no more upset, I am at peace. Its dark in here and not very spacious, I can see everyone. I hold a dull ache in my chest, I think. The flowers are very pretty and the grass by plot 7 is prepared. All around me are bodies, tall, small, fat, thin, bony, young and old. Dead and alive The smell of wood is immense and the hardness I feel is cold and uninviting. But, I know I need to be here, people patiently wait, handkerchiefs are a fashion accessory. The soil is so wet its sinking, shoes are clumped in the ground, the weight is dipping further down. I wait patiently, I know it wont be long now. The flowers begin to fall on me. The darkness takes over and the cries become louder. I wait no more anticipation, my time to shine. I can smell no more, I can see no more, I can hear though. Hear the coffin being lowered into the ground. My new home for eternity