"Six Feet Under"

I wrote this when I was in my sophomore year of high school but revised it today with better vocabulary.

I awake it is pitch black and I feel something lying against my back, feeling confined I reach for the sky to only touch a solid object.

I stretch my arms outwards and feel walls surrounding my entirety, my breathing is uneasy and my hazy mind feels more bleak the more I try to think.

I'm remembering a memory misplaced holding no picture just sound a man saying "We're sorry, it is too late..."

Too late? what does this mean I only recall being on a street and a flash of light blinding me... and that's it.

Time passes, how much? I don't know; there is no real way to tell.

I finally put the pieces together and start to scream for "Help!" but as I continue to yelp I realize there is no one coming to rescue me from this dire time of true need!

Schizophrenia grows as I feel these small walls closing in on me, Hysteria at it's finest as I have finished crying and had begun to laugh as I continue to beat my wooden cage.

I hear my hands crumble and crack, knuckle bones out of place and my fingers break!

I can no longer pull a fist let alone a punch so I instead began to kick, all whilst I yell with all of my lungs might!

"It's not my time!"

However I know no one can see my agony.... Including me.

I have been cooped up inside this hell of a cell with no external light I feel as though I have become blind.

My feet have crippled from the enormous pain all given to me in futile attempts to escape.

"I will not give in!"

I tell myself while laughing uncontrollably, I can no longer clinch my fist and my legs have shattered out of place and with each subtle movement I make the insufferable ache is more than I can take.

I'm gonna die!

I don't want to die I still have so many more years left in my life!

Though I know it's inevitable we all got to go someday, Its just that I never dreamed "someday" would come so soon to think that the one day to mark the end of it all was today.

Author's Note

So what did you think?

Reviews

[Shasha]

Wow!!! It's magnificent! Never thought of it! I loved it! How did you get the idea?

Your friend
Shasha

[Sir_Anonymous]

I believe I got the inspiration from a song by Avenge Seven Fold called "Buried Alive" and finally decided to try writing it while listening to it.

Sincerely, Your Friend Sir_Anonymous

[Shasha]

That's really nice! I will also listen that song.

[Mystery]

This was beautiful and well crafted. I love the emotion and everything part of it. This feels strong and powerful. Like the cry of help was strong and every mistake that occured the person was willing to change and make sure they bettered themself.

[Sir_Anonymous]

Sorry for the wait... Anywho glad to see that you liked it and that you've interpreted something that I had not intended of doing from the words I had wrote.

Sincerely,Sir_Anonymous