Zombies

By
How it must feel,
to live such a wonderful life,
kidnapped by so much pain,
to be forced to thiink things,
you do nt wish to think,
to be affraid of every step you make,
and every breath you take,
How it must feel,
to be a slave to zombies,
trying to excape from their terrible ways,
there is very little hope,
to not know who you are because everyone
around you is telling you how you should be,
they whisper in your ear while you sleep,
they program the way you think,
the world is corrupt,
and has been destroyed by itself,
they have commited suicide,
and now live in a world of treterous hate,
they conhtrol eachother,
I have escaped,
I do not wish to live that way,
They are zombies,
and that I am not.

Hayley Nance
"This will certify that the above work is completely original."





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback