I'm the living dead,
hiding in the shadows.
Brain dead ,numb.
Heart turned into stone.
No emotions,stone cold.
Eyes dry,body stiff
Slowly walking around,
no set destination.
Searching for warmth.
Searching for the rhythm of a beating heart.
Day and night wandering ,
through dark deserted streets.
Rotting body's every where
The smell of death all around me.
Growing weaker with each passing hour.
My steps weaken,
my body and soul giving up.
Tired of fighting ,tired of waiting for
something that will never be.
I lay my body and soul to rest in a deep dark grave.
COMMENTS
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Seidr
15:50 Mar 13 2013
I like it. One should always remember about those who are lost. Maybe a day will come when they are released from the endless torment.