Zombie

bummy

I feel like like an empty husk

Lying on the ground motionless

The wind blowing away the helpless dust

As the ground lies unfeeling in the place deserted

 

Someone else can feel my fingers

My soul is outside the body

I'm light like a feather

Although the scale says it's heavy

 

I'll be blown away anytime now

A weak breeze can send me flying

I cannot push or pull, up or down

Inside my inner being is silence

 

Mind without body

Essence without flesh

Something is there, but so is nobody

The very essence of death

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: bummy (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 1st, 2023 05:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: Current feelings which are similar to dissociation
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 8
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