EVEN THOUGH MY EYES AREN’T CLOSED
I LOOK AROUND AND IT’S PITCH BLACK
I CAN’T FEEL OR HEAR ANYTHING
I FEEL AS IF I’M LOCKED UP IN THIS
TIGHT CLOSED BOX
I CAN’T FEEL MY PULSE AND YET I’M
AS COLD AS ICE, SO WHATS A GIRL TO DO
JUST LIE HERE IN PITCH BLACK
I TRY TO GET OUT, BUT IT’S LOCKED UP TIGHT
AS A COFFIN, COULD I BE RIGHT
AS I LIE HERE IN PITCH BLACK 
I START TO WONDER IF I’M DEAD OR ALIVE
AS I WONDERED WHAT HAD HAPPENED IN THE END
I HAD FINALLY REALIZED I HAD 
BEEN DEAD ! ! !

WRITTEN BY:
ELIZABETH WOLFF