When I die, carry out my final wish. <br />Bury me beneath the soil, away from all of this. <br />The want for love, the need for her company. <br />Bury me far from it, when my breath has left me. <br />Never to be reminded of this terrible place, <br />We've called it home but it's really just empty space.<br /><br />Edward Veilleux<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/final-wish-3/
