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Zombiefied
written by Khaotic08:46 PM 4/6/05woken up the hate in me now time to die blistered and skinned from this world
enslaved by the monkeys flying in the sky haunting tormenting in my dreams
i am missing what i meant to see like noises going through movie theaters
people get pissed when they hear us talk about nothing insane like a psycho
everyone dies look into my zombiefied eyes overpowered by my hate you see
everything shaking violently my mind is missing from my soul i am dried up
im not suppose to be seeing this im not suppose to be dreaming this go away
im so enslaved by her voice yet my heart has disappeared erase my soul instead
everything i see i can control through my nightmares snapped into my head is a
chip you see makes me feel free im not suppose to be here im not suppose to see
this insane eachday tooken by surprise you skin my arms as you hate i hate love
everything you want me not todo this is the end of my day my life is all fake
not the same as it was to be zombiefied cant really live anymore eachday it
reminds me more of what she says who should care anymore didnt know i was the
only one left i cant sleep since eachday im already woken up im underrated by
my own nightmares that torment and mock me picked up the flying monkeys above
zombiefied to the state of human slavory designed by mankind destiny is nothing
not thinking nowhere left togo to just proceeding to die murder kill enslave
i am insane and twisted and zombiefied i havent woken up since the day of death
im overworked and underated and enslaved to her voice she kills me eachday
tormenting and breaking me apart yet it leaves me to be tortured eachday make
my bed lieing to myself telling that everything matters eachday insane enslaved
by her voice tormenting in my head yet its always in my head hearing and hating
yet i felt the pain caring myself to my own deathbed wanting to kill my own
life cant get away from it all why do i suffer listening to and enslaved to her
voice yet i am sane yet i am same as insane feeling the same living overinsane
feel my empty heart wither away feel it crumble to pieces feel it as i die over
my own grave taste of my own skin melted away i am gone my mind has gone away |
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