Buried Alive

by Kyli   Jun 18, 2006


He opens his eyes,
all he See's is black

He tries to take a lungful of air,
all he breathes in is dirt

He starts to panic,
death running through his mind

He fears it,
he doesn't accept it, he never will

He slowly starts to lose consciousness, it finally hit home, he's never going to see her face again

creeping into the darkness ever so slow,is a light

it shines like life,
he desires its fulfillments

It comes closer to him,
he wants it to happen now, to rid him of this suffering,

he finally gives up his struggle,
death comes and takes him away

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  • 19 years ago

    by SilenceBreaksTheHeart

    Umm kina creepy lol but I liked it. Good job
    5/5

    Breanna

  • 19 years ago

    by YEeEeE HaW

    Wow, that was really good, you make me afraid of playing in a sandbox now. 5/5 keep it real and keep it up.

  • 19 years ago

    by gabriela

    I like...very dark...but a lot better described than stephen king...you make it feel like you're buried with him...

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