Buried In A Tomb Poem by Nate Mojica

The evil one has sealed my fate
I am buried alive!
Inside a tomb full of hate

I struggle.....

as shovels of soil
are thrown upon my coffin.

i squirm and scream
but the nightmare still plays on...

Yet still I faintly breathe

thinking...
I know....
i sought this grave by myself...


the gloom, and the dread of life....
is replaced.....
with the lonely pace
of death...

i chose this grave...
being dug upon myself...

whether i choose to rest...
or not...

my cry's are whispers...
that can not be heard....

so...
in my coffin i lay.....
awaiting suffocation.....
hoping i awake flying with the birds....


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