Walking Dead Poem by Luz Hanaii

Walking Dead

Rating: 5.0


each death leaves a hole in us waiting to be filled
you go on breathing, locked inside
you become someone else

death passed by avoiding me
looking the other way
he knows I'm not worth taking,
for I'm a walking dead
begging to be legally dead
I chase after death

there's no going back
the damage has been done
I am a stranger
waiting to be
legally dead

Thursday, December 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dearth,pain,sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leeann Azzopardi 20 February 2020

This is an EXCELLENT AND BEAUTIFUL and it drove me to tears

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Bernard F. Asuncion 13 December 2019

A well expressed poem, dear Ma’am Luz.....10+++

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