When a leaf falls from a tree

When it disconnects with the structure it was given

The leaf crumples

Will I crumple?

Will my lifeless form wash up on the ocean's sandy beaches

Would anyone notice?

If I’m without you, who would come looking

May my corpse rot, my skin decaying off my bones

May life keep moving with the rotations of the earth

Each time the sun rises, let him remember the way it would glint off my flesh, 

Let him remember the pearl white bones my skin hung off of

Every time he closes his eyes, let him see my fallen body buried in the sand, the ocean waves the only thing that acknowledge me with the thump of their waves

Even if it's his rusted cleaver that's shoved into my skull, it was my bloodied hands that put it there

My hands touched with scattered red dots and tucked dirt under my bitten down nails

From scratching my self out of my given grave just to dig another

So here I lie accepting my fate

Letting the ocean seem peaceful as it pads against my feet

Letting the sun burn what remains of my skin

And the sand get stuck in the loose strands of my hair

It’s peaceful death, peaceful in the setting sun