I'll live in filth, die a mess, and be buried in stains.
I don't care.
You can laugh at my funeral, turn your nose in disgust, or morn every mustard smear or mud soaked sleeve as an experience that I'll never have again-
It doesn't matter.
Say what you like, express how you feel
It's all the same.
I'll die as I lived and rot as I'm meant.





© Marah Schneider