There is

There is a war
it is inside my soul.
It tears me apart
limb from limb,
thought from thought,
end to end.

There is a reason,
to keep going.
To get better.
for a better future.

There is a chase
it never ends
no winner
no loser.

There is a new day
it brings hope
and promise.

There is no point
in arguing
in the end we all
lose something
that ever meant
something to us.

This is the writing
of the walking dead.