Withering RoseA Poem by Cory ScottLosing someone during a zombie apocalypseFor years we lived in a lustful glee You were my sun keeping darkness from me You were my light that allowed me to see Until there came an era of virulent disease Billions afflicted in the first few weeks Quickly followed by death in massive streaks We were foolish to believe We were above those we deemed weak When the malady struck you It came without warning The symptoms hit hard, life became forlorning As infection spread your body became so hot Hair fell out in clumps and your eyes grew blood red From the inside out your body began to rot Deep down we both knew death was near But optimistically we persevered Until the dawn came when you were no longer here Your body lay motionless and cold I felt drained by the discovery Hollowed and wearily old Not wanting to say bye, I laid by your side Yearning to reverse this deathly tide Consumed by grief I fell into a dream of lies Where eternally we lived Thriving on a passionate high So enthralled with my fantasy I failed to hear you sigh Nor did I see the moment you opened your eyes But I felt your teeth as they found my throat And I allowed you to consume me As a world without you is a weight I can not tote If you can remember, you are the love I chose Forever and always My beautiful rose
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StatsAuthorCory ScottCape Elizabeth, MEAboutI'm a poet, who has an affinity for good horror and sci-fi fiction. more..Writing
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