As they lower me into the ground
They hear not a sound
My fingers they scratch
Splinters hide under my nails
For I know not
I tear my skin from fingers
The wood above me
Blood on my hands
Uproot the nails for they don't belong
HELP ME!!!
Yet they don't hear me
I call forth
PLEASE!!!
The silk lay around me
Torn to shreds
My eyes start to sparkle
My lungs empty
Adrenaline destitute
can't you hear me...
YOU ARE READING
The Extras and unreleased
PoetryExtra poems that I never felt were good enough or just never released. Some of these poems will be incomplete such as the untitled ones. Some will be weird tackling abstract ideas. I do however think that these poems deserve to see the light. Who kn...
