Already Dead

It's like you are already dead
your heart beats
blood runs their your veins
but you are more than brain-dead
you are dead

You walk the streets at night
selling drugs to zombies
like yourself

You avoid being seen with me
in the light 

When I do see you
like the dead you don't talk
you sit in my car wearing
a hoodie like a veil

Do you know how difficult
it is to have a conversation with a dead
person

You say you miss me
but I don't feel anything coming from you
when I hug you
your touch is cold

You don't return my phone calls
You don't answer my e-mails

Like the dead
you are clean
your hair  is cut
But your face is ashen and 
those black eyes of yours that far away look

You spend your time with other
low-ballers and walkers of the night

In a dream
I thought I could take you to heaven
but we both fell back to earth 

Your life on this plane was short
and you were born dead
destine to walk this earth alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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