Staring at blank spaces, <br />entombs me alive <br />seven feet under, <br />wrapped in chains. <br /> <br />Struggling to be free, <br />my body becomes <br />a sea <br />of blood. <br /> <br />Groaning, <br />frozen soul in caves of ice <br />worms and black ants <br />eating flesh, <br /> <br />Darkness, <br />A spectacle – of <br />ugly memories. <br /> <br /> <br />/rfm2000, dlsu<br /><br />rosalinda flores martinez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-227/
