Cracks Of My Coffin

<p>Locked in this chamber for ages to come home is here in this oblong box velvet and lace caressing my skin a flash of memories tells me what has been the last winter of my life</p><p>comatose survival forced me subconscious terror made me breathe</p><p>burial rites I can't recollect woke up after my medicine fix seen awe and horror nobody should they kept me alive by the grace of the lord</p><p>cold sweat asphyxiate the cracks of my coffin it won't let me breathe I should have been killed while I was alive</p><p>dirt is slowly creeping its way into my mind webs of desolation spread in my soul and heart</p>