Buried Alive

• Hanin Abdelnaby, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2022

With every hour, my life flows as it must
People and the world change, even the iron rusts
I have to run away from my life and myself I reckoned
Wishing I could pause this life for even just one second
One day, my friend showed me another door, said that this is what friends were for
He said there is a nice gathering tonight
and assured me that it's the only time to respite
I went home that night, first time not in a hurry,
My problems vanished and my vision became blurry
My life had become too complicated, was overwhelmed and now intoxicated
I lost all of my family and friends, now I'm all alone
I was the one who chose that way and now my path is being drawn
Usual dose no longer hit, pushed more poison in my veins, just couldn’t quit
I lost my life, came out with nothing but regret
And to my loved ones, I was considered none but a threat
Now I’m only living life to repent, wishing to repeat life with a positive intent.