As I am laid down to rest
satin brushes against my chest,
As I roll in my sleep
I realise that I'm trapped down deep
Mother Goddess I'm buried alive,
I think what I'll do to survive,
I claw upon these walls of wood,
My nails peel back, progression good
Six feet of earth to scramble through,
I struggle but it sticks like glue,
I scratch my way through all this earth,
Am I to die or is this rebirth?
I feel a breeze upon my hand,
At last! I thank you, I've touched land,
I crawl with shudders from my grave,
Miraculous, I have been saved
Then I realise I'm not bleeding,
Come to think I am not breathing,
I shake the earth from on my head
and join the others... the undead
Please tell me what you think
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Hey my girl. You write some really powerful stuff. You have the ability to show your innermost self. I love you. Your Ma xoxo
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