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Dec 2013
I wake up
In the middle of the night
And realize
I'm trapped

I try to
Free myself from what I'm in
But find out
I'm strapped

I strain to
Untie these ropes I'm bound to
Till I hear
A crack

I listen
To strange sounds that I don't know
And I hear
Two snaps

I feel I'm
Not in a big room
But pact

I feel as if I'm being lowered
Like an elevator
I hear loud sobs and I feel cold
Like a refrigerator
And then it hits me

I woke up
In the middle of the night
And realized
I'm trapped

No noises to make
For people to hear
And no way to react

I try to distract
Myself because I can't
Accept the fact
That

I'm buried alive
And I'm *trapped
i have never been in the same room as a casket
sabrine
Written by
sabrine  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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