I once had a dream where i could
anything and everything i wanted
to do in life but as i grew up i learned
what it means to lose your train of thought
, now that im older i realized that I was dragged
down by the "ZOMBIES" of society
My flesh had been cut, ripped, and pulled of my bones
by the cruel words spat out at me like rotten corpses growling
with the blood of their previous victims dripping from their lips
like saliva drips from a dogs mouth while it stares at a pile of meat
*On my thirteenth birthday i realized i was pulled
down deeper in to the zombies hole of hatred where
they weakened their victims with by the rumors and names
they called them
By the helping hand of my friends and family
i was pulled from the piles of rotting flesh and broken bones
pulled back in to their caring loving arms where i knew there and only there i was safe
*Safe to be free, safe to feel, safe to be me, and safe to fly away from those who evil beings but... inside we are all "ZOMBIES OF SOCIETY" or " VAMPIRES OF RUMORS SPREAD" but we learn to forgive and NEVER forget EVER,
this poem is morbid in case none of you understand its about bulling