Toxic darkness invades,
unable to twist or turn.
Wisps of air becoming thin,
stale pungent odours burn.
Primal instinct forced,
releasing feral screams.
Time suspended, frozen,
this has to be a dream.
Dusted lungs choke,
haunted eyes are blind.
Invading terror throbs,
space is so confined.
Concealed deep below,
screeches have no worth.
Inside entombed shadows,
in the bowels of the earth.
Panic swiftly ensues,
hysteria on the rise.
Knowing that very soon,
I will meet my demise.
Thoughts are fading fast,
I can no longer survive.
Strangled by suffocation,
I was buried alive.





I love this! It got the thoughts and feelings well into it, I neve thought of being buried alive before, but you have certainly clarified that now. Keep up the good work




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