Prison For Eternity.

My naked body
lies beneath the
earth, exposed to
its elements. Pounding
on my door,
but I won't
let them in.
It hurts. My
soul, taken for
it's worth. Now
an empty box
with nothing but
bones to occupy.
It speaks volumes
when I think.
Screaming for someone
to hear. 'Kiss
my scars! They've
been aching in
this wooden tomb
for so long.'
Silence. There was
a noise – I
think. One last
time, then I'll
rest. Merely left
with these four
walls, brown with
despair. My name
written in gold.