My zombie body is beginning to tare,
just a shell walking around,
I wonder if anybody is noticing
my empty stare.
My smile is a rare occasion,
contrary to my past,
my lips sink to the floor
without any realization.
My eyes radiate redness,
diminishing at the creases,
my pupils are drowning
yet remain restless.
My shoulders have no muscle,
hunched over without power,
my stance is traveling
like a lost vessel.
My mind is crowded with thoughts,
overwhelmed beyond belief,
my actions are consistently drunk,
while having no room in my mind
to realize that I have sunk.
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