Hidden

you there, crying, lying

in your dark secret grieving space

dust, dirt, decay

wooden resting unresting place

everything around you crumbling away

how I'd love to seep six feet under

and with you, for a time, stay

he kept you in a secure cell

unable to bear your gaunt face

but what I don't know is

did he lock you up for all time all space

until time no longer existed

or did he in the dead of night, go to that place

carefully open the door

and unable to help himself

in that raw zone

dare to remember you

and embrace

ashes to ashes

do we ever live above the surface

or are we fated to ever dwell

in the lairs of those who went before us