Claustrophobic

Buried alive in my own home

Mouth filled with dirt

And I can’t fucking breathe

On life’s edge

With air running thin

Choking on my own words and spit

My lungs are empty, my eyes are closing

Feel the weight of this world on my fucking back

My skin turns black, my mouth sewn shut

Feel the weight of it all

Can’t breathe

Can’t speak

Can’t think

Can’t breathe

My open casket draws flies

Spectators surrounding me

Phones out and camera on

To document my decay

The sounds of my shallow chest are bellowing holes into my eardrums

The beat of blood through my heart

Slowing to an agonizing crawl

Buried alive in my own home

These walls we once shared

Are now a prison

I can’t breathe , I can’t fucking breathe

These walls we once shared

are now my tomb

My vision fading to black

I hear the sounds of their laugh

I feel my sanity start to crack

This life I once held dear

Overridden by fear

Can’t live another fucking year

Buried alive in my own home

These walls are caving in

Your smile suffocates me

Claustrophobic