poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Valéry
Struggling to stay afloat
In a sea of memories
With every word my eyes do read
Blackness is all that I can see.
Burying thoughts six feet under
Digging a deeper,darker hole
Yet they rise like rotting zombies
To chew away at my tender soul.
Clouding vision chases away
All useless hope of another day
I will try to keep the zombies at bay
With this sharp knife and haunting decay.