This is a old poem for the good people that worry that bad things will happen to them for no reason. Do enjoy.
I told you before we died I wasn't telling lies They will build a coffin Big enough For just you and me Our bodies will lie side by side tightly tied
So they did bury us Ten feet underground Empty space, so small We couldn't move around I knew We would be buried together Trapped together We couldn't get out I hoped we could survive Being buried alive
But the ropes were so tight We could not be set free We slowly suffered underground, you see Desperate for air Desperate to escape From the coffin we shared Every minute we couldn't bare
Dreading it That our life's were going to end Our lungs were suffocating
Death, why does it after to be this way We tried We could not get any air Side by side we lie We closed our eyes Fast a sleep we went
Then I felt I had lost something My body, I had left My soul now hand in hand With him I suffered with We walked away And disappeared into the beam of light
This one grips like dirt in your lungs—claustrophobic, brutal, but heartbreakingly intimate.
I like how even in the suffocating dark, you let the soul reach out, find its hand, and step into light.
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Thank you, Thomas. x
It was a pleasure to read and take in your response.
It's a really dark poem. You captured so many emotions in those lines. It's also beautifully written and the pain in the poem seems so real, so unbearable. I like it.
Very good, very gothic. Makes me shudder to apply this to MY life! Great subject matter; it's refreshing to see something so dark and original.
While your rhyme scheme is for the most part effective, there are some places where you force it. Like "Fast a sleep we went." No one talks like this, and besides, this line doesn't rhyme with anything in the first place, so you can confidently change it. And not just to "We went fast asleep," but preferably something that conveys a more vivid image.
The same applies to "Every minute we couldn't bare." This rhymes with the line above it, but it's phrased so awkwardly that it jarred me out of the poem for a moment.
"Our lungs were suffocating," seems redundant to me. Can't you just say, "We were suffocating"?
The last stanza is a beautiful image, but phrased weird. I had to read it a couple times to understand. "With him I suffered with" is what threw me off the most. It might be more effective to say "My soul hand in hand with his." Also, you put a comma after "light" instead of a period.