Encoffined

I can't see

I don't want to feel

Anything but this

Deceased equals peace

The passed feel no pain

I'm surrounded

Can't breathe

Encoffined 

By combustible darkness

So much rage

Fiery cold death filled lungs

I scratch and scream at life for solace

Let me out

I want to see the sky and sea

The grass the trees

The moon and stars

Going on for eternity

Grab my hand

Help me stand

The strengthening struggle will be over soon

I can only hope to escape this cocoon 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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