Chase and Cornered. 
The darkest path 
no man dare travel. 

Thinking it was uninhabited 
Oh no, 
They were still there.
Waiting.
With devilish grins. 
Wanting my flesh.

Goodbye, all I love.
Goodbye, sweet life.
I will miss, you most. 
For they will take my last breath.

They reach, 
I squirm.
Taking my last breath.
Pleading one last time.

They touch and disappear.
They did not feast upon my flesh.
No. No.
They devoured my soul.

Taking happiness 
love 
and child-like wonder.

All they left was an empty shell and a grin. 
One just like them.

Now I walk amongst the dead. 
Yet, we still breath.
We are tortured by laughs 
and smiles of the living. 

For everyone thinks, we are alive.
But we are all 
dead inside