Thats sad.....im sorry if you had to go through that.....im here to talk if you need me

"Our faces can't mask it
as they lower your casket
into the hollow ground.
Outside we're quiet.
Our insides a riot.
Nobody makes a sound."

The ending to me was well-written. You took me back to the day they lowered my dad's casket, that it was so quiet, if someone were to drop a needle you'd hear the sound when it hits the pavement.. Really amazing piece. Keep writing :)

-X