My skin pierces through the sharp blade
My stomach gets penetrated by the peril
My hands start to tremble as I pluck out the subtle petals
My nose starts to sniff the aroma of tulips and roses
My eyes start to calm down thinking about the sweetening memories
My ears start to rouse to the sensing call in the distance
My legs start to walk to the pleasant delight
My mouth starts to taste the dampness of the environment
My toes start to grasp the mellow dirt underneath
My nerves start to pound against my skin
My heart starts to flutter as I walk toward the yearning effect
My mind starts to click as my soul fades away
My fingers start to let go of the blossoms
My soul starts to fade away as I place the flowers on the engraved stone
My brain starts to scrutinize my name on the gravestone
My senses tell me the news through something within