Monstrosities wade knee-deep through the filth that floods my mind.
I entertain them for a moment, then open up my eyes.
Staring at me is my own reflection, made eerie in the water-
Worse than it was in my memory; an image I must slaughter.
Three fingers find the courage to lead this monster away
And as she leaves, the image in the water starts to sway.
Long minutes take their time and I wipe my image clean.
Surely the woman I'm seeing now can not be me.
Tears astray,
I fall from grace:
With open arms I'm welcomed back into this empty place.
Never good,
Never right,
I must pay for every calorie before I sleep tonight.
Jessy Liz
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zombie-9/
