• I’m watching my friends gather around
    I’m in an open box on the ground
    People are dressed all in black
    The ability to move, I seem to lack
    Satin surrounds me, it’s all red
    And there is a soft pillow under my head
    Everyone is starting to cry
    I’m so confused, I don’t know why
    The pastor appears with The Book
    And I can only silently look
    As someone closes the lid on my face
    Any sunlight? No. Not a trace
    I can hear the pastor speak The Word
    And I realize this is all absurd
    I attempt to lift my hand to knock
    But then I hear the box lock
    I start to panic, I don’t know what to do
    I just wish everyone knew
    I’m still here, I haven’t gone anywhere
    Does anyone even really care?
    “I’m locked in here! Let me out!”
    I try to scream. I try to shout
    My box is lifted and is being carried away
    I cannot hold fate at bay
    Slowly I’m being put in a hole
    I’ve paid the price, I’ve paid the toll
    I then realize it’s too late
    Finally, I accept my fate
    To find the answer, I try to strive
    Why am I trapped here, dead but alive?