Hurry Turn Right Poem by montrina montelongo

I just sat down and wrote a fews words of hurt.
NOw i m sinking in the ground under the dirt.
How will i ever get out if im not seen or heard.
You lead me the wrong way and i listen to you and made that turn.My thoughts are a blurr by the dirt in my eyes concentration we never learned not a surprise.
MY body will be left in this wooded area deep in the dirt im sure ill be found by somebody digging up the ground'
Sadly i was lefted forever unclear of what i really feared