Buried Alive

As i lay face down in my cage.
I think about all the things that went wrong.
My emotions seem to bring weight pushing upon me.
Regardless of what I do... I feel nothing.
I see only the image of darkness which consumes me,
and has been consuming me for many months now.
I shift calmly, I hear dirt hitting the top of this cage...
This casket of my sinful ways.
Air gets thin... Perfect... I am slowly leaving.
Faded images in my mind come clear...
Tormenting my lobes with past stricken memories.
I have hurt you, for that I am always in pain.
With my last dying breath as my air grows thin...
I apologize for ever becoming part of your life.
For these reasons... My thoughts Bury me alive.