I Think I am


I think I am but maybe not
I might be lying in a plot
six feet of dirt above my head
My life is done if I am dead

is this a dream am I asleep
or am I buried very deep
I try to rise but cannot stand
this end is not what i had planned

I try to breath but theres no air
I gnash and claw and pull my hair
how could this happen im not dead
theres thoughts alive inside my head

Im young Im strong Im not prepared
on top of that Im really scared
If this is not a dream you see
then this has been the death of me




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