ZombieA Poem by Patrick O'Neil
Endless drifting, day and night.
Slowly dragging the lifeless body. I speak in grunts and groans. Sometimes i scream in anger or desperation, its all the same.
What drives me is hunger. To taste the living.. to be alive. It controls me. Chasing everything
that has a pulse a heartbeat. I need to feel the rush of blood it warms this rotten corpse. I can't snatch up or run down the opportunity, that passed me by. I lift my head and turn towards it just clawing at it, as it runs and hides. Sometimes i stumble upon a dark corner
where i find a heartbeat with no escape. I reach to touch it. Perhaps we can share the warmth of your body. Perhaps.. it will wake me from my grave. Screams of horror, call only
my anger, envy and hate. I become, the monster the undead, attacking, blind and reckless
destroying, consuming life. Till there is silence and hunger, for the new, the living for life. The Zombie always searching.
© 2013 Patrick O'NeilAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on July 1, 2013 Last Updated on July 2, 2013 AuthorPatrick O'NeilGauteng, South AfricaAboutI am just an average man, with a normal live, and then suddenly i started writing poetry. Go figure??? I also post original rock style music on Sound Cloud, check it out if you are in to that sort .. more..Writing
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