I blink my heavy eyes open to look around, but instead, I’m greeted with darkness.
The sounds of shifting dirt fill my lightly ringing ears.
My mind rattled out theories about what the sound was and if it was harmless.
The noise stopped, confirming my fears.

My breath got heavy and my heart began to race.
I yell and I shout, but nobody answers my horrified screams.
My mind began to bend as I broke down in the enclosed space.
Clawing and thrashing and crying streams.

Digging my fingernails into the wood.
Terror filling every inch of my shaking body.
Crying and screeching as loud as I could.
Quickly, and feebly praying to everything godly.

My head pounded and my hands grew weak.
Falling down the rabbit hole of despair.
My wheezing turned to a quiet screech.
My lungs screamed for more than the dank, thin air.

Knocking on my casket with one fist full of crumbling hope
Laying alone in my coffin of terror.
How much longer do I lay here and mope?
This has to be a dream, an error.

I slam my fist one last time.

This has to be a mistake! I’m Alive!

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I blink my heavy eyes open to look around, but instead, I’m greeted with darkness.
The sounds of shifting dirt fill my lightly ringing ears.