The worrying has begun..
I sit up on the risers of life and look into the zombies eyes.
Listless and banging all the walls that inclose their mind,
this is all is see.
The grey creature moves along in line.
The world of unknowing has consumed all.
The simple task of walking through the mess is like a roaring battle field.
Getting bumped and colliding with different worlds.
A little bit of hectic, a little bit of sane,
a lot of confusion.
The grey slime has covered me from head to toe..
I too will become one of the grey lifeless matters of woe.
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Written May 10th, 2005
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