Buried Alive.

9/23/13

Within my skin, I sin from wins
Not actually winning at all
Just gaping ends
I had a friend
A friend who took me in

Unwrapped me
Held me
Knew just when -
When to dig me out...
out the dirt
The pain that caused 
depths of dealt with worth

Unfolded my arms
Uncrossed My legs
Lift up my head
Tilt down instead
Brushed away my tears
from fears and years -
Years of solid doubt 

On my side 
My rib 
My back 
As flat with open eyes 
I hear no sounds
No breath to catch
just stiff, the way I'm bound

Bored to death
No memory left
To motivate my mind
I lie here
Wonder
Reasons why
No one can hear me sigh