I dug this grave
And blocked out the light
Buried myself so deep
I was finally out of sight
Now, I can't climb out
I can hardly breathe
The dirt is all around me
Where do I turn for relief?
Inward I leap
Locking myself in this shell
Daring not to step out
For I know I always fail
Here now I lie rotting
My former self smoldering with decay
Proof pain is immortal
And to think, this is a good day...
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