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The Undead Never Rest

Grey, melting, dry skin Are you lost? Bloodthirsty, horrible creature You are afraid of the reality-- but you know the nightmare you don't live is true Lifeless, dead eyes You see nothing but hunger You're a cry in the lonely night a dream, never remembered Wandering, aimlessly with your menacing, crippled pace and your intention to cause pain To tear into the relations of your long, gone feelings You're just a death threat to the burned, flaming world Silly, mangled, tired face with your lurking, stalking, restless gaze You long for touch, you cry for resurrection without saying a single, broken word You greeted death with open arms the pain you felt when you knew you were gone But death gives you a slap to the face laughing a wicked cackle, he's mocking sly mace A morbid reality You're trapped in this dying, apocalyptic dimension a never ending stab in your crisp, grey chest a feeling of pain, eternal, doomed depression And it never ends a spiral of insanity that won't give you rest Alone, you're all alone now no one to run you, no one to help With your paralyzed gait and your threatening, guilty eyes they see nothing, nothing at all A shot through the head will surely bring you back you're not alone forever Soon the nightmare will end and you'll be gone once again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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