My feet hit the pavement hard,
I glance behind me;
(listen...!)
My pulse quickens, deafening thoughts,
(calling them...!)
My muscles tense while dead ones move,
(get out of the way...!)
My mind collapses, slides towards pity,
(you can't afford that...!)
They each had a life before they died;
(no, stop-)
They had people to love and care about,
Had jobs to do,
Conversations.
(back away...!)
I move towards them, tears in my eyes,
(you idiot.)
Ignored my instincts, ignored my logic,
(I'm leaving.)
Embraced a pour soul before he claimed my own.
(And now you're dead!)