Let the dead eat my soul
as i creep from the dirt
as i slowly drown
in the never-ending earth

Run your fingers through my hair
Pray for me, and dare
Let the prison within me
Be free from the life

Tell a poem with no meaning
As a voice will not stop screaming
Let the words hear your heart
and tell me what i feel is not an art

That was really rather good, though it did feel rather unfinished. I liked the subject and the content - can't really suggest anything other than it needs something (perhaps a neat couplet) to round it off and make it seem complete.