as written from the mind of a ghost.
... what it must be like to die, and wake up dead. six feet underground.
i died, all those years ago.
if anyone could hear me, they would feel the hatered from below.
to look inside my frame of mind, although i know i'm dead,
you would find an empty tombstone as this earth i make my bed.
this coffin which confides me, made of wood and fine lineing.
missed coughing, dirt wet and slimeing. no one will ever find me.
somewhere i hear the cries of death hounding,
nowhere my breath, my heart no longer pounding.
i cannot move, i know not of night or day,
my memories removed, as time has washed them away.
a light seems to come to me, it says follow the path.
at once an evil covers me, as it holds me down with a laugh.
although i've died it's still the same,
at even my funeral, nobody came.
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Thanks for the read, Wicked Plantz. Write on..... 
