Fated to reside in this world of the living dead,
Being hunted by the creatures,
Who once were my friends and family,
Now crazed beasts that want to devour me.
There was no nuclear bomb,
Or a leakage of some super compound,
I have no clue what happened,
They just began to change,
Becoming more primitive and less social.
I'm always on the move,
Hearing their shrilling cries,
Knowing that more victims fall,
As they move in on me,
Eventually I'll have nowhere to hide.
I fear that day shall be today,
I'm confined in this place,
Trapped in a corner like a rat,
Frantically trying to find a way to escape.
Their moans and cries seem louder,
And the last of the light is dimming,
I can feel their breathe upon me,
This is the end for me.
They will confine me,
Lock me away from everyone,
They say it's for my own good,
And that I shall never hurt anyone ever again.
I only pray that they end my pain,
Not make me suffer,
Through their experimentation,
That made me this way,
It was your fault,
I was just your human guinea pig.