March 12, 2012
By jameshcurtis BRONZE, Gilford, New Hampshire
jameshcurtis BRONZE, Gilford, New Hampshire
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From the depths, a deep earthly shudder.
I need to get out of here
It began as an adventure.
Something… fun.
Just try it, they said.
It's safe, they said.
But who am I to place blame,
There is no time
for hate. The ropes tighten
around my neck,
arms pinned at my sides
by the suffocating soil.
I feel nothing but the darkness
Spiraling eternally downwards.
Their searching will be in vain.
I glance upward, hopes high,
But my partner's face
Is blocked by a mountain of dirt.
I see only a lone light in the abyss.
God help me.

The author's comments:
This piece was originally aligned in the center of the page, which was meant to create a visual of the individual's situation in the poem.

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