In a dark night
I built myself a black coffin,
to bury all my fears
With a couple dark thoughts
and some black tears.

As is my old self,
buried away underneath the past
Ten feet,
stepping away from the before
Descending,
going to be part of the Earth
Apart from me,
I could never bury away self worth.

Even being stuck in a hole,
won't grantee one to be as open
As a whole,
entirely sure I have pieces left of my soul

In my hollow depression,
fear was a chain of thoughts
Keeping me in captivity,
so to free my mind
A piece of me had to die
Buried alive.

Like my deep thoughts,
I had dig myself into a deep hole.

Buried alive,
the old sinks beneath me
The new me has will to survive.
Buried alive,
digging away pieces
As does our past selves decay.

What's of the dark
goes back to those origins
And of every one of our mistakes,
fears, regrets and all
They go beneath us,
and we will surely rise above them all.