ZombieA Poem by RaghibYou thought zombies weren't real, Come and just look at me !
You thought zombies weren't real,
But oh! Come look at me. The night stands on my grave, My eyes shut to the light completely. Will I ever see the sun shining, Those rays that gave me life. Will I ever truly laugh again, This happiness is not to my liking. Those tired, still winter nights, I have been told live not long. But then I find myself dead, When the light does again come. Do not run away from me, I am just hungry for a heart. Not literally, my nocturnal flower, Just a killing hope not so far. I know I bang on the wrong door, Why will you even take me in. My arms dangling so wildly, My eyes, Oh so desperate! How did I even come to this? These emotions are killing me inside. You thought zombies weren't real, Come look, I play the living dead. © 2018 RaghibReviews
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