Help me clear the yard

I´m going to turn it into a cemetery.

It may take us some time,

I need a large place.

That´s where I´m going to bury myself.

Not all, of course, just the pieces that fell.

Bury a girl of smile and of song

Friendly, alive, in a colorful world.

Burry a daughter of wonderful parents

Surrounded with love and support.

Burry the caring big sister I wasn´t

The hungry jealous monster I was.

Burry each piece of life that has fallen from me

Like an unripe fruit  from a tree in a storm

Like a gangrene that had to be amputated

Like a bud that has frozen before it could bloom

Like a dying star

In the fall.