I Hurt

I hurt as knives push through me.
I hurt as vile words are said.
I hurt like hearts breaking away from chest.
My heart broke and dead.

My thoughts washed away.
The casket falls softly into the soil.
Rather than burning contents,
Its all tossed into the ocean.

living and disintegrating into the water.
Making a gray swirl that was once you,
but is now nothing.

The stench is masked for nothing live.
Nothing will.
Eyes are closed as you take the last breath,
and ascend up, the path of struggles.