Zombies Zombies Everywhere
On a cold December night,
I run through the full moons light.
I stumble and fall in the snow,
as my fear I try not to show.
I find a place to hide,
sniffling back tears I have cried.
Close my eyes and start to pray,
I want to live another day.
I hear someone creeping near,
I start to panic and fill with fear.
A pain runs through my sight,
my arm the wretched zombie did bite.
I quickly pull and run away,
human is what I want to stay.
My blood starts to boil,
dying I fall onto the soil.
My brain starts to burn,
flesh and blood I start to yearn.
Starving as the hunger starts to rise,
inside my humanity slowly dies.
I get up and slowly walk,
I only moan and cannot talk.
moving at a snails pace,
my friends I want to eat their face.
Their heartbeats I can hear,
on the wind I smell their fear.
Delicious it does taste,
their blood not a drop I'll waste.
I shudder at their screams,
their skin I rip at the seams.
Bones with my teeth I do crack,
their blood on my lips is my snack.
I mindlessly go forth into the night,
searching for meat is my only fight.
So lock your doors and close the shutters,
because into you town I do stutter.
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