Zomibe

No, that isn't a typo.

I was minding my own business, trying to sharpen my technique
When something kicked down my door, the second time this week
I felt that I knew it and I knew with every ounce of me so
I looked down my hall and saw someone dead and hollow
It's not for me but I recognize it a little bit
It's not my zombie and right now it isn't appropriate
Someone sent this monster, sent it up my hallway
Someone aimed their angst and wallowing at me and it ruined my Friday.
Now I'm not saying that I don't care about your problem
But I'm trying to relax so don't turn me into a victim
I agree that Facebook is good for keeping touch with ya'll
But damn that's some depressing s**t I see on your wall.

Author's Note

Another text message writing. Social media sure can bring out the worst.