There he lies.
In a panic.
He never saw it coming.
Ten feet underground.
In a deserted cemetery.
He claws at the door of the enclosed coffin.
He screams for help inside the deep earth ground.
His cries are unheard.
He just lies there now.
Waiting.
Crying.
So scared.
So alone.
Wanting death to come and finish him off.
His breaths shorten.
He sweats.
He closes his eyes tight.
His body helplessly trying to survive.
Then finally,
He lets go.
Onto a better place.
When it was not his time.
I scared myself while writing this! Please leave comments on what you think.
Comments
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the feeling of being trapped is universal, you have captured it perfectly. i often feel this way about my schoolwork, which is an unfortunate thing to say. it seems like the style of your poems is getting a bit repetetive though. overall, keep up the good work!
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this could be someone who is still alive who can't get out of their job or life itself. nice work. you caught the essence of someone in a coffin.
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wowwowow!! The imagery was gr8, I could see him clearly, I could feel his emotions rising, his breath shorten... You have this talent of making the reader feel your every word!! The ending was lovely so was the entire poem. splendid work you penned here, dark poems always get to me... well that's what I love most, they're scary , deep and painful!! and here you showed me a lovely dark poem, beautifully penned... and well thought of!!!
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wow thats great!
cant wait tu read more!
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