Dead and gone

in a deteriorating state already had my wake but I’m desensitized

My tomb decorating hate I assume I’m simply mesmerized

I memorized the words they speak at my funeral am I dramatize

Drama flies with somber cries as lay in my slumber mind

Unconscious continually I’m honest mentally it’s a nightmare

The darkness of the coffin looks as a eternal night stare

The sounds of the dirt piling gave me a slight scare it was right there

Wasn’t on me but I felt it also I got the growing worries of The coffin collapse

Often relaxing is my dreams seem more real I can’t tell them apart

Can you separate darkness from darkness I don’t think that is a art

Now I perceive my dreams as reality and me in this coffin as sleeping

Now I believe my days go by I’m living with family preparing for reaping

The time the lord calls me up I hope I’m not suck I feel God i hear him speaking

As I lay here in this casket deep underground today there today gone

Okay my song is finished I hope my anixety is diminished

I hope I get to heaven I hope I’m not define by a blemish

sincerely Your dead friend the one you called a menace

I guess this is my p.s I wonder if I’m dig up would I see the light of the world

When my pulse left and my heart stop it was sleeping until the night of the word

Nobody around in the casket I awake dead but when they view I was dead asleep

Deceased I think I’m deceased now but I’m resting and awaking

I wish I knew but all I know is I don’t have a pulse but my soul aching

My body defacing into decay more and more the feeling of my coffin shaking

Wakes me faintly , I don’t know if I’m dreaming or sleeping what is life making

I don’t have answers soon when Jesus comes back I will rise it’s my prize