The Infection

You guessed it!! A poem about zombies!!!

The rain would feel cold on my skin

If I felt it

But I can't because I'm dead

 

I shuffle my broken legs

through darkened streets

void of life but full of people

dead people

 

I guess I know

my heart should be sad

but all I can think of

is fresh meat

raw meat

bloody meat

 

I want to spread my disease

infect the living

and rid the world

of this plague called living

 

I want to eat all your flesh

in bloody chunks

full of painful cries

 

And though I can't feel

your screams amuse me

and all of my friends

shuffling out in the rain

 

 

 

Author's Note

From the point of view of a newly infected person losing their reasoning and giving in to the urges of the virus!

Reviews please if you want!

Reviews

[Jesse Jacques]

very morbid 0.0

[Amber Tasch]

oh yeah! you told me you'd write this, and I love it. its scary and eerie and morbit and i love it so much. zombies are great

[Grace Catherine C.]

oh god, this was horrifying, and the funniest part, as i read this i was listening to this really upbeat country song....lol but it was rly good.

[Alexa Tasch]

Thanks gracie!!