Buried Alive.

Screaming in silence, pleading for aid,
My prison, this coffin in which I’ve been laid.
I see the lid closing, say goodby to the light,
God please forgive me, spare me this plight.

Cataleptic pleading, my body so still,
Tortured in silence, is this really Gods will ?
Tangible silence I can touch with despair,
My eyes are unmoving in silent sad prayer.

This is hell without end, how long will I lay ?
Will my flesh become putrid, a rotting boquet ?
How long will I lie hear, can a dead man go mad ?
Can a corpse with no lifeline refuse to be sad ?
                             
Why does nobody notice, or is this true hell ? 
In interminable horror, in this tomb I will dwell.
Soft rustlings I hear, what horror is this ?
New torment to greet me, in this dark cruel abyss.

Let me tell you sad reader, one day you will die,
Remember these words as your friends say goodbye.
Beware of this darkness, Beelzebubs dream,
You will lie here forever and silently scream..