Walking around, without being seen
no single sound, can bring eyes to me
finally i lay, corpse now at peace
i get up and say, what a relief
looking around, people are in mourn
looking down, now full of scourn
i see me, as my earthy body
how can this be, im still here living
taking a closer look, skin is pale
like pages in a book, my life, i failed
Bellaina Bella Hernandez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-dead-8/
