Poetry For Everyday People
The Walking Dead
The saddest death
is the one still breathing
just not feeling anymore
hollow eyes with glass covers
the turns life take
as we try to keep up
pretending we know, understand,
having it together means hiding
livings confusion, drinking in the dark,
the saddest death
is the one still breathing
a body moving that use to
be a friend, a love, somehow
swallowed by livings ghost,
the saddest death
is the one still breathing
unwilling anymore.
is the one still breathing
just not feeling anymore
hollow eyes with glass covers
the turns life take
as we try to keep up
pretending we know, understand,
having it together means hiding
livings confusion, drinking in the dark,
the saddest death
is the one still breathing
a body moving that use to
be a friend, a love, somehow
swallowed by livings ghost,
the saddest death
is the one still breathing
unwilling anymore.
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The Walking Dead
The Walking Dead