Living Dead.....
How can you be alive when you feel so dead? I'm a walking zombie while your going on without me. Can't believe I'm standing when I feel like everything is broken. A robber must have broke in because everything important has been token. This can't be flat lined yet I'm still trying to resuscitate. Please God, it can't be to late. 1,2,clear, didn't you hear? Love is supposed to concur all, is it really what I fear? My body isn't even cold yet, how can you do that with someone you just met? Twisted reality, everything is fucked inside of me. Can I get a Mulligan? Can I reset my wrist watch and try again? Something lost can be found, right? Or am I an unarmed boxer fighting a loosing fight? Something lost, something broken, love, fail? Or am I just mistaken? Living dead, buried in a coffin of memories forsaken. Don't open, dead inside....
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