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.