Zombie

Hate me, despise me... Love me in death.

A rain falls apon my face.

Spit rolling across my cheeks.

A walking corpse I am...Day..

The continuous play, in which, I pretend to live.

A game, I play, trying to prove I exist.

Shambling forward I step, a hallow shell,

half broken and torn.

My blind, worn, dead eyes are unable to cry

and shed a moment of the sorrow,

I once felt inside.

As now I only hunger.

I hunt, as an image of broken love.

I will devour you, on your soul I will imbibe.

Your cries, will fall... Upon the deft ears,

that once heard I love you...

From your velvet lips.

Bullets will hail down, on all who march before and behind me.

As only those who are at my side shall feast, unsated.

Your heart now beats, with the force of my jaws...Odd that...

It once felt like love, when it nourished me.

Now I have nothing of such comprehensions.

If I'd been alive, I'd have broke down and cried.

I'd say I'm sorry for all I have done, as my soul weeps at your side.

But I am no more then an animated corpse, a simple zombie.

Cursed to devour, your love... Tearing it from the warm flesh,

that holds it dear, over and over again.

I love...d..you..once.

Forgive me

Kaloriinn, James. Mason