I Gazing up at the sky
blacking out all the terror evolving around me
Looking back down I face my worst nightmare
Flesh eating, crooked zombies
Watching them tearing a strangers arm
Remembering I pushed the stranger Into them so I could survive
Not caring at the moment that I had just murdered someone
-Diana🖤
VOTE and COMMENT- Happy national pickle day (wrote this for AMC the walking dead 💓)how most of us will kill others or be the cause of their death for our own survival.
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The Abyss Of Thoughts
Поэзия"Looking at my reflection, I realize that in the ungrateful end, Between the old me and the new and improved me, The real me has disappeared. What is left for me? My real identity doesn't exist anymore, Only in past memories, I have become my worst...
