Alone down in this hole
But for the little bugs
Crawling up the walls
Darkness seeps in
Enough! you want to yell
For the silence is
Ghastly and you strain to
Hear anyone out there
Ignorance is bliss
Knowing nothing of your fate
Little do you know
Many possible deaths are
Near at any given time
One being dehydration
Plus lack of any warmth
Quiet is everything
Rather like your approaching death
Shivers going down your spine
Truthfully you are scared
Underground in this
Vertical hole is not
Where you want to be
Xeric is this place
You are going to die soon
Zero chance you'll survive