The Living Dead Poem by Kristina White

The Living Dead



Hear the screams through the night
Knowing you will forever live without light
Forever living through destruction, death, and pain
I have found that i am no longer sane
I have a demon living inside, I have tried and tried to hide
Days go by and i still cannot cry
All i do is think about the day i died
I stood there being taunted
And knowing i would never have what i truely wanted
As i slowly sink into this living hell of mine
I know my life will never be fine, Wanted to die and not to live
Knowing the world will never give, Into the life i long for
Knowing now i have closed the door, I fall face down to the floor
The blood flows down the walls, And now i will never stand tall
I killed myself, And wished for death
Now as i take my very last breath
I forever know no one can ever cheat death
I look back and see i caused no pain
No one cried for i was just insane
Well i guess now people will forever no me as...THE LIVING DEAD!

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