• a_ghost_that_writes 27w

    Zombie

    Zombie, little zombie,
    a tired corpse, an empty shell
    and nonetheless you feel like hell.
    Going about your day, tired as can be,
    Zombie, little zombie, you're just like me.
    Every day you feel so afraid, a shell of your former self, worsening day by day.
    Your memory worsens and your body weakens, you feel tired and empty, and in pain even.
    Almost nothing sparks joy, everything feels dull and gray,
    You grow sicker and sicker of yourself every single day.
    Zombie, little zombie, I know what you mean.
    I often feel the same, you're not alone.
    I'm sorry, little zombie, but you may never be free,
    Zombie, little zombie, you're just like me.
    ©a_ghost_that_writes