Diary of A Survivor Poem 1; In My Eye's

Epic poem, During a Zombie Apocalyspe of What Zoey See's..

Dear Survivors..

 

  I feel All Alone..

 

 I'm all Cold, but my

 

 Blood run's Warm..

 

Watching the Rain fall..

 

Hitting the Blood Dyed pavement..

 

Being surrounded by the Death Screams

 

that fill the Night..

 

I feel Weak..

 

More weak than

the Cold Corpse that lye by my feet at night

 

More week than

the gray ashes that hope lessly Fly in the wind,

and hit the broken glass that crack under my Feet,

and the Blood that rushes to my fingers

 

Because of my Death Hold on my Weapon that some what

 

help me Feel Safe.. 

         

              But No One is safe, Not from Death that Await's them at

 

           Every Move they Take..  And at every Decision they Make..

Author's Note

Im sorry for my Bad grammar, But please let my know what you think..

Reviews

[Frantzuu]

This is beautiful, great write :D

[Senseless whatever]

I like the poem overall. The flow is really good but then breaks a bit at line 9/10. The message is clear and the write is dead on.