Buried

A love for another, a desire, a crave, a decision, a purpose, a shallow grave

Deep within this dirt fill
My mind is gone at last
The hours keep on ticking
The rhythms almost mad

The dirt between my fingers
The cuts against my toes
The bugs and the maggots
That chew upon my bones

The dirt all around me
The walls are caving in
There's a crack not to further
As water is seeping in

My life has flashed before me
I never had my trust
But why am I complaining
Im nothing but sticks and dust