"Buried Alive"

"Buried Alive"

A Poem by Zoe Anne

"Buried Alive"

While you sleep under the luminescence,
I awake in darkness.
While you are breathing,
I am dying.
While you smell fresh red roses,
I smell rotting corpses.

While I was still developing,
You were scheming.
While I was innocent,
You were forcing me to be bent.

While I was trying to save,
You were digging me a grave.
While I heard you say it was my fault,
You locked me in a vault.

While you enjoy a sunny day,
I think of how much you will pay.
While you dream,
I scheme.

Written by Zoe Anne

© 2010 Zoe Anne


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Such a haunting, mysterious peice or as someone else said creepy. Great job.

Posted 9 Years Ago


It's a bit sad about the comparasions. You describe the things I kind of feel when someone I know and love has found death when I'm still growing in my younger years. It's very beautiful in it's own kind off way. But it's still wonderful!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Very creepy poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on June 26, 2010
Last Updated on August 11, 2010
Tags: fear, fears, revenge, death, grave, dead, corpses, vault, darkness, scheming, innocence, dream

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Zoe Anne
Zoe Anne

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I like to write a lot of horror, poetry, and lyrics. My inspirations are Edgar Allan Poe, Anne Rice, H.P. Lovecraft, and Stephen King. I hope that someday my name will be next to theirs... more..

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