Walking Alone in the End

On the first day, there were still people crying, which was good. On the seventh day, someone called me captain, which was really stupid. I can't even save myself. On the thirtieth day, she died. I buried it, but my hands were shaking and the hole was dug crookedly. On the 100th day, there will probably be more left in the world... Forget it, let's not count. Now, no one talks, there is no wind, and there are no bugs. Even the corpses were rotten. I haven't heard my own voice in a long time, so I'm going to speak to myself. Killed three today. No, four. One is half because it is only half. I am fine. I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine - Enough, this crown is too heavy.