Buried Alive

Out of rest the body lays
While onlookers expect decay
Close inspection leads to find
No single hint of vital signs

Lowering me in my grave
My living soul, you now deprave
Say your final words above
Scoop the dirt, remove the glove

Twice the sun arose and set
And not a reason to regret
Darkness then fills opened eyes
Shriek with terror and surprise

Scratch away in blind attempt
Nonetheless, unwise contempt
Gasp away depleting air
No one knows my soul's still here

So check my wrists and without qualm
Do me justice, please enbalm
Lest I waken in the night
And die again with growing fright

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Nicely done. My kinda writing. I look forward to reading more of you work.

[MrKnowAll]

*chills* A very delightful read. I liked the flow and the details expressed via emotions and surroundings.

Thank you for sharing!