Inwardly Screaming "I'm Alive!"

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Buried Alive
By La Belle Rouge

In The Days Before Embalming

They think she can’t hear them
but still being alive and soon to be buried,
she listens intently to each conversation
taking place above her coffin.
Comments dripping with hypocrisy or hate.
She feels each knife of disdain
deep in a heart that is beating
too faintly for the doctor to find.

She strains to lift a finger
or flutter a sewn eyelid in panic
for she is as good as dead
and soon to be buried alive,
deep, beneath six feet of immovable earth.
With mammoth effort she tries in vain
to pry her dry tongue from the roof of her mouth
and with it’s tip she can feel the thread
that holds her silenced lips together.

Her vocal cords are paralyzed
and though she prays to be able
to rouse them....just enough
to make a moan loud enough to he heard
over the dreary dirges of the organ
not a sound will they make.
Her heart is bursting with raw fear
as she hears the coffin lid closed softly
and feels herself lifted, onto the shoulders
of those men who will unwittingly
carry her to her horrific fate.

The cleric’s prayers sound muffled
through the walls of her pine prison
soon to be buried and forgotten
too young, too soon, too tragic
to end this way, fighting for breath.
Not even able to claw at the coffin
as the clods of red clay fall rhythmically
down, down to cover her and steal her life.
Inwardly she screams, I'm alive, I'm alive!
The clods cover her at last,
she is buried, but not alive
her heart has exploded with fear



10/13/2006 La Belle Rouge

Music "Walk In The Graveyard"