What if the earth falls on me burying me?
what if in that vertigo of almost dying,
my lips draw the scream,
and nobody listens to it?
And when the tombstone, made of ice,
creaks on the edges of my grave,
the world will be silent forever,
and no one will know that in my lungs,
there is still air and in my heart life.
And when the night falls,
and my numb fingers caress the box,
the prison containing me,
silence will hold my timid sound,
and my scratches won't even arrive,
to the stony ears of the satues.

Down there,
further down the abyss,
how deep my grave hides?

I was buried alive
without anyone ever knowing ...
...that I still breathe....

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Copyright 2020 LIFEINVADER
Published on Wednesday, July 22, 2020.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"
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  • JustAnEarlyBird On Monday, July 27, 2020, JustAnEarlyBird (26)By person wrote:

    We all fear the solitude, particularly when we think about dying... We are all so scared to be alone, to die alone, to suffer alone- and most of all, to plead for help, and for those cries to fall on deaf ears. I love this piece. And I'm glad you are feeling less muffled. And I'm glad that you are being heard, now. Thanks for sharing!!

  • LIFEINVADER On Monday, July 27, 2020, LIFEINVADER (61)By person wrote:

    Yes I believe the most difficult part of everything is calling out for help, it still is. Thank you for the read, friend.

  • SolApathy On Wednesday, July 22, 2020, SolApathy (564)By person wrote:

    ...Within the tendrils of your words lies the fear that no one will hear your screams...What a nightmare of a dream... I enjoyed your words, as they brought substance to thoughts I have many times, had. Keep on writing

  • LIFEINVADER On Thursday, July 23, 2020, LIFEINVADER (61)By person wrote:

    Indeed friend, there was a time when all my screams were muffled, luckily I've just recently found soothing that some of them are being heard, and understood, it's a though process. Thank you for the read.

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