Sinking to the deeper suffocation,
I scavenge the soil for the astray nail.
A final spike to lock away the life.
As the light gets darker,
a pungent smell takes over,
smearing everything in its stench.
I descry my melting face.
Air implored perfervidly to break my obstinacy.
I dived deeper,
smiling at its desperate attempt.
Its hope to stop the dead from dying.
My fingers touch the inner debris,
aspiring to find the last nail for the coffin.
A couple of more suffocations later,
I find it;
hidden under the pile of thorns.
I pin it to my heart.
One last breath,
and I ceased at the dawn.
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 12:37 AM UTC
Sinking to the deeper suffocation,
I scavenge the soil for the astray nail.
A final spike to lock away the life.
As the light gets darker,
a pungent smell takes over,
smearing everything in its stench.
I descry my melting face.
Air implored perfervidly to break my obstinacy.
I dived deeper,
smiling at its desperate attempt.
Its hope to stop the dead from dying.
My fingers touch the inner debris,
aspiring to find the last nail for the coffin.
A couple of more suffocations later,
I find it;
hidden under the pile of thorns.
I pin it to my heart.
One last breath,
and I ceased at the dawn.
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