I carry Tsukino’s body
to the bed as she
sleep.
Her sleeping face looks
peaceful.
I’m glad.
It’s so terrible that we
are dead, but I can’t
give up on my God
now.
It’s thanks to him
that I’m still sane.
It’s thanks to him
that I still have
hope.
It’s thanks to him
that I’m here at
this moment.
A small nap will
do me some good.
I sit by at the windowsill,
suddenly dozing off.
As I fall asleep, I begin
to dream.
I open my eyes, being
in a dark place, but a
bright, golden light
forms from within
my chest.
It sprouts and shows
itself as a rose.
Leave a Reply