Buried Alive Poem by joyce ebrecht

Sometimes I'd like to dig a hole deep into the ground
And pull the dirt in over me
and stay buried safe and sound.....

It wouldn't make a difference
And I don't think that I'd be missed
There are some who would be better off
If I just did not exist.....

I am not what you bargained for,
when you came into my life
You wanted to find happiness
Instead I bring you strife.....

Often times I cause more trouble than I'm worth
I'd be better off in heaven than I am here on earth.....

I need to face the fact that I'm reaping what I've sown
There is nothing I deserve, except to be alone.....

Sometimes I'd like to dig a hole deep into the ground
And pull the dirt in over me
and stay buried safe and sound.....