Please Mr. Undertakers don't put us six feet under we are not really dead trapped in each coffin bed we silently plead and whine with shivers up our spines we try to scream "no, no" as you put us below we can't run and hide no tears can be cried God! don't bury us deep you sinister creeps stop whistling those joyful songs can't you sense something's wrong we are still alive! in death we survive we haven't passed away we're starting to feel decay this nightmare will not die death tears we internally cry Please Mr. Undertakers don't put us six feet under we are not really dead trapped in each coffin bed
This is the cryptic, macabre sense of humorous that I ache for. Very strong write and a very unique subject. Its refreshing to read something that stands out so much as this. I live everything horror. :p Fantastic job. And did you draw the Color penciled pic at the end? Very fitting! I like it.
This is the cryptic, macabre sense of humorous that I ache for. Very strong write and a very unique subject. Its refreshing to read something that stands out so much as this. I live everything horror. :p Fantastic job. And did you draw the Color penciled pic at the end? Very fitting! I like it.
So many people fear being buried alive and this one will sure give them a good dose of chilling horror! I love this, dark and horrifying! Awesome horror write!
I had a thought when reading this those being trapped might be vampires but I think they'd be able to escape. This is the ultimate horror, being buried alive! Ugh!
Another outstanding write.
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