Buried Myself Alive

My fingers are bloody
From tearing at the walls
My heartbeat quickens
And my brain stalls

The only sounds to be heard
Are caused by the rise and fall of my chest
I pray to God
That He can just let me rest

Slowly, I feel my oxygen running out
But I don't seem to mind
It's so dark
I swear I might be blind

The smell of musty soil
Fills my lungs of black
And still no light seeps in
There's isn't even a slight crack

I can't seem to live with the fact
That I failed yet continue to strive
Reality has kicked me in the head
I buried myself alive

-------------------------To P.G.-------------------------