An Untitled Poem by Brian Ely

I fall down on the floor on the inside
I'm so sad
Covered as though i'm dead
Yet still breathing
The Earth's weight and gravity
Atlas's replacement,
It seems
Dig me out
But you won't
You can't
You who did not bury me
So nice being served
Everyone is a king
But i...
I lay here fetal-
A babe with life's sadness in my eyes
The pain inside
Battled,
Troubled,
It's said 'cos someone lied
Well today i cry
Tortured on the inside
At least i know why
How does that sound pain?
I'll be here on the floor
Waiting...