Buried Alive Poem by Anna Greco

I'm breaking out.
Clawing at the maple wood.
There is no reason to cry and shout.
Even though, I would if I could.

Slam my fist, feeling the blood fall.
The aroma of iron poisons the air.
I can't see anything at all.
But now I see you everywhere.

A deep chuckle escapes my lips.
The speckles of light dancing in the darkness.
The pathway to my sanity tips.
I may as well be lifeless.

I can hear my heart's fading beats.
It's becoming difficult to think.
I can feel a distant numbness in my feet.
I swear, I just saw an eye wink.

And now, my heart officially breaks into two.
I hope you feel some dread.
I'll be back, I promise you.
I'll be coming back from the dead.

-Poem One of the Revenge Promise series. The second one is Here Goes Nothing.