Zombie (poem)
Sprinting as fast as I can
No time for looking back
Their coming, it's the same everyday
Running through the corridor, blood against the walls
There's not much else to say.
It was bad before but worse now
Ever since that virus spread.
One look, one sprint, one bite-
We are the walking dead.
My shot guns out and my blade is blunt
There's nothing left to do but hide.
The stupid pricks on TV tell us to stay inside.
What goods that when flesh eating monsters
Want to feast on our brains?
The bitches from school got what they deserve
Now they feel my pain.
The end of the world is upon us-
That I can't deny
Why bother running when
I know I'm going to die?
Stepping out, letting them bite
And feeling the virus thrive
The sons of bitches that degraded me
Are gonna wish they weren't alive.
-THIS IS THE END OF THE WORLD-