Rest In Peace

The bullet went through my
flesh. It rips apart my
presence. For each blood,
let the angels of heaven guide
me. Let it linger through lips,
when tongue glide with the
gums, through the teeth, each
breathe wasted, to say "may you
rest in peace." Each flower petal,
protects my tomb for each of the
protection I store on those eyes
still not ready to ripen. The passage
of time, the glimpses rushes by.
It's not the sound of a heart monitor,
but the ring of one who died young,
but death knows no age. He who takes
my body, he needs his own personification,
for he is the one decides to forgive or
not. I did fear, but I didn't fear, saving
each one from where I stand. May you be
blessed, because you will be laying in harmony
when you're carried off in peace. Be happy please,
I am leaving with grace, but I am indebted
for the things that I never glanced at, every sight I took
for granted. Closing my
eyes, I will never see another cherry blossom
bloom, but for the price for their smile,
I hope my soul never vanishes in eternally,
for this is infinite, in memory, in spirit,
in heart, in love.