A zombie lurks in the enclosing darkness,
Wearing a face similar to my own
It glowers with scarlet eyes of brimstone,
Boring a deep hole into my crumbling soul
Blood oozes from the wound, trickling like rain drops
As they travel down fogged windows
The potent scent of copper fills stagnant air,
The creature rearing its crumpled head
It tenses sharp bony fingers, ready to pounce
Finally, the monster strikes with a strangled snarl
From the inside out, I devour myself
An abomination I become
© 18 May 2020, by Haley Scully
Introverted Creativity 