The Gravedigger
Digging a grave
Nothing from within
Oozing fluids dripping out
Blackened and charred and bruised
Leaves many scars
Pus filled wounds
Eating away the flesh
A gnawing ache
Digging a grave to escape
No more pain
A blanket of darkness
Closing them out
Unable to get hurt
Don't feel a thing
Feel nothing but bugs crawling
Who cares anymore
A corpse half eaten
By creepy creatures of the night
By Barbara Desmond
