Forever Entombed

December 29, 2009
By XCallDownFire SILVER, San Jose, California
XCallDownFire SILVER, San Jose, California
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Hands rise from the depths.
They pace themselves.
Blinded I lay, deeper I travel.
Ignorance guides while humanity recedes.
Depression manifests inside my soul.
Days become months, months become years.
Hope is distant,the hands have found me.
There is no escape.
Silence fills the air as life begins to depart.
Is this what I wanted?
Heat pulls as my body sinks.
The image of you is all I want to remember.
A whisper shoots from above, the hands release.
Flashes of memories play before me as I rise.
Life itself has spoken.

The author's comments:
This describes god giving me a second chance to live.

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