Buried Alive
- Armaan Yusuf
- May 24, 2021
- 1 min read
Let me tell you a narrative of a few individuals
Who cancel everything in sight
They wait while holding their breath at every moment
Just to see you cry
They cling onto your mistakes
To justify you ain't whom you seem like
They set a bar so high to reach
And wait for you to die.
No way, don't let me, stowaway
This may be my time but I don't want to go away.
Crush me from my path, end it all at last
Time is nothing but a hallucination you wouldn't last
And I would be the one to pass
Through the bridge to the last
It's almost ludacris but who am I to laugh?
Oh, Lord! Save me,
These demons have latched to me lately
And I won't be able to fight maybe
Cause these critics are lashing out daily.
Kill my hopes, kill my dreams
But you would never kill me
If I'm too overcomplicated, then let me be precise
Throw me in the grave and bury me alive.
But that wouldn't be the end, I'd crawl up from the dead
No matter what you say, mercy won't be paid
My legacy would ruin you, I promise you that
Cause these words will be burned on your back.
Oppressors and inhumane, make a deal with the Satan
They say is pain is gain but sometimes in vain
It would contain no name, no fame
Laying alone in the rain, nothing would remain,
No one to complain, going insane, but the truth is
You would endure again.
Somebody save me from myself
I am my own enemy dragging me to hell
If I'm too overcomplicated, then let me be precise
Throw me in the grave and bury me alive.
By: Armaan Yusuf

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