burried alive

it was dark
and small
and i could feel
the air
turning slowly around me
loosing its help
becomeing thicker
running out
i tried to scream
my mind said
it would only kill me faster
maybe thats what i wanted
maybe i wanted to die
it was allready prepared
i was six feet under
i wonderd who'd realize
try to save me
have a proper funeral.
wonderd if they'd dig me up
find me
years later
an un solved mystery
an un loved man
burried deep below the earth
by a wife that went crazy
i could feel it comeing
slowly suffocating
lungs burning
as they pumped
the last oxygen
out of the carbon rich
air
i was going to die
i was going to die here
and the worst part was
nobody would care.

Reviews

[melissa]

Great poem