Zombie

January 18, 2018

Am I dead?

Am I alive?

I can't seem to define

This broken feeling inside.

Am I asleep?

Am I awake?

This has to be my fantasy

Because I'm still searching for reality.

Are my eyes open?

Are they closed?

I don't know what's real anymore;

the darkness in my heart, or my spirit that is pure.

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