Buried Alive

Inspired by a ancient fear of being buried alive and inspired by a book on this topic

I had been buried alive
Under earth, a big dive
Panic under earth
My breath fill with dirt

They thought I was dead
To the coffin, being led
No question asked
To the gruesome task

To the graveyard
The blow striking hard
Confidence on the line
Closing my personnal shrine

Not able to move
No chance to be removed
From this place
A lonely end to face

I am not a lady with a ring
No thief to shovel me
In my tomb, I sing
Last breath to be

No surviving lover
To fetch me in my tower
To give me a last kiss
From no one being missed

No handling by the anatomist
People are fatalist
What is dead is dead
The mind is set

The air become thin
Suffocation setting in
My real death now
My life going down