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Why has God forsaken me?

It sank its rotten

teeth into my flesh.

I screamed as now I'm one of them!

The zombies poison flows,

corrupting mortal veins.

The festering wound won't mend

my body suffering with pain.

Face is sunken in,

my eyes begin to fade.

The pigmentation of my flesh

erased and we're left.

Counting the days,

handcuffed to the bed.

That look in your eyes

gets worse each time.

You cannot hide

the pain that you feel.

When seeing me this way,

as good as dead.

Rotting from deep inside,

cold compress on the head.

Temperature wildly fluctuates,

teeth chattering without end.

Appetite is lost,

soon to long for flesh.

The goodbyes yet to be said,

fret not my friend because we are...

Counting the days,

handcuffed to the bed.

That look in your eyes

gets worse each time.

You cannot hide

the pain that you feel.

When seeing me this way,

I'm one of them.

Why would God forsake us all?

We're left to fend

for our feeble selves.

I scream but no one hears me!

Tallies scratched

into a wall of stone.

In this Hell surrounded,

but truly all alone.

Counting the days,

handcuffed to the bed.

That look in your eyes...



You realise you cannot hide

the pain that you feel,

as I fade into the grey!

Counting the days,

locked in solitude.

The tears in your eyes

get worse each time.

You fail to hide

the shame that you feel.

When seeing me this way,

as good as...

As good as dead!