Zombie

I feel something's missing deep inside me

A dark deep seated fantasy

It cries out when I'm alone

It cries out when I least expect it.

So tell me

when everything's a mess

That I'm going to be okay.

Tell me I'm going to make it through this.

Tell me all the reasons why

I'm not going to be stuck

In this darkness forever.

Since not one of you is

Brave enough to take my hand, and

Left me when I most needed it,

What you see when I'm home

Will not be the same as before.

I will have turned into a zombie

With rotted flesh

With no brain

No heart

Just

Nothing.

I will be cold as ice

And you will all wonder

Why I changed.