Buried in the Ground

The weight of a thousand stars compares not Gravity of my soul could eat a million worlds Forever locked in a constant state of winter The frozen catacombs of my lingering existence Test me not, for I have nothing left to lose There are only tomorrows, staring on forever The gods bring me no comfort No solace from the wind And no amount of time or distance Will bring her back again I will walk this world a lifetime But nowhere am I found And there shall be no rest for me Til I’m buried in the ground In the witching hour, I lie awake Pulled from darkness by a cruel mind Torturing me slowly with things that will never be Weakening my sanity with each hollow moment