i never received flowers
there was none
, not even the color i like
no yellow , no pink , no purple

i never received flowers
only when i was buried
mind buried alive
body deep down at sea

i never wanted to die so early
just to receive some flowers
right then ,
i received all the color there is

and just like that ,
just like that i want to wake up
yet i cannot
what has been done , to live , or death ,
has been done

i am now nothing
all ashes scattered away
to each people who loved me has one
hanging on their necks ;
somewhere inside their rooms
, or could be — thrown away

as i am nothing
i can be at ease
easily forgotten