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Buried Alive
Last night I had a dream that I was buried alive.
Cold and alone ,that's how I felt inside.
Dusty and dark, hard to breathe,
feeling like things were touching me.
I broke into a cold sweat, locked inside this tiny room,
as I began to realize my life would be over soon.
Thoughts started to race through my mind,
What was really the purpose of my being?
Had I done anything important?
Had I touched anyone's life?
Would my name be remembered through the years?
As all of my answers turned out to be "no", I broke into tears.
My thoughts raced on and I began to pray,
"God please don't let me die this way, just give me a chance,
I promise to change today."
The next morning, I woke up, and without a word,
wrote down this poem to get my voice heard.
If you were to die tomorrow, what would your life mean?
Mine is pretty important to me!
~Deziraye Wald~
This was perty good poem, it actually kinda make me think about ilife
Very neat way of playing with the mind,yet towards the end,it gets right to the point,and makes the reader to stop and think about there own life,very nice,think you for putting this one on here,never know it could save someone in more ways than one.
i think this poem was well written as we all sarch for the meanings in our lives and am glad you found yours out before it was to late and you didn't have a chance to live for it
great poem i love it, keep up the good work;)
You have touched my life since you have been around and taught me quite a bit about things that I thought I already knew! You and I can talk about things that no one else would understand and I appreciate you in my life!
From every form of life ,from single cell to extreme organism life is precious and worth living. As to human life would the life be worth reading when gone?Who cares if another does not think your life was worth reading.If you did the best you could with what you had and were selfless instead of selfish then you lead a good and productive life. You certainly don't need anothers approval to live your life in a good and productive way.Besides once gone do you really think you are going to read about how good/bad your life was before it ended?I'm sure in the great ethereal there will be more important things to do at that point...
i can't critique cause i'm not a writer, but you could really feel the emotion in this. i really liked it.
one of those nights you'll never forget. sometimes it doesn't take a car crash to make you remember that your still alive and that it's one thing that doesn't last forever. death is the only thing we can depend on. the only sure thing.