I stood on the fifth floor and looked down at the people coming and going, like walking corpses.

I want to jump down, but when my body touches the ground, every point, every point, and then the pain, and blood vessel rupture, blood in the body rampant.

I also wanted to tie my head to the balcony with a rope, and then the whole person fell down from it. At the moment when the rope was straightened, the clear click and scraping sound announced the end of life. At the end of the moment, suffocation and pain will rage from every point of the body, making people unable to dodge. However, there is no need to dodge. In the blink of an eye, it is already Yin and Yang.

Maybe you will wonder why there is such a chapter on Tomb Sweeping Day.

Maybe, I just sweep the grave for me, who is as alive as dead now.

An ode to bondage

Maybe for a moment
You will feel that the world is so big that you can be a guest everywhere
Without a moment of rest

One sentence for you
One sentence for you
However, I have never respected any of your choices

They drown you in their love
When you fled, everyone blamed you
You still don't live for yourself after all

Get into the water,
asphyxia
Your struggle,
Unfilial

Maybe it's just your conscience that tortures you
Maybe what drowned you was just heavy love

however
who are you
Why live?

It seems that few people care.

Death, burn every inch of your skin in the fire
Death, sprinkle ashes on the spring
Death, but I don't even have the choice to die

Maybe I have already died.

Death in the summer of 2015, death in the far past.

I vaguely remember two lines of tears when I died. Because I have no choice.