Will you bury me underwater?
Where corals can grow like plants,
Piercing through my veins,
Sticking out beautifully out of my rotting flesh.

Will you bury me underwater?
Where my ribcage would be,
My own personalised treasure chest;
With my tarnished golden broken heart,
As the most valuable finding.

Bury me underwater,
So my unhealed wounds,
And undiscovered bruises,
Will be a beauty in this marine world.

Will you bury me underwater?
So that I can feel again here,
Because I failed in the human world so far.

- The Screeching Silence