Alone in the soil room

Alone in a dark room, with no one to speak a word to me.

My mind has gone insane without anyone to have close to me.

There were once people for me to talk to all the time, but they are the ones who put me in this dark room with the smell of soil and rain water.

Closed off without a word to say, what kind of life is this for me to live out the rest of my days in this small room?

So I say my final goodbyes to the world as I ask again why have I been put here by the ones I trusted in this world.

As I close my eyes I see the truth behind this soil room, no not a room but a box; and why I’m here.