…Was Not My Blood

Weird feelings, too much hot, unbearable

Sweat dripping, in the night, open windows

Was a nightmare but looked so real

I remember perfectly what happened

Was not my blood

All over my chest

In my hands

In my mouth

Was not my blood

All over my chest

In my hands

In my mouth

I was running on the streets persecuted

Hordes of zombies moving fast they caught me

Was not my blood

All over my chest

In my hands

In my mouth

Was not my blood

All over my chest

In my hands

In my mouth

Disemboweling my entrails

Dismembering my arms and legs

Absorbing my body fluids

Masticating my bloody corpse

Ripping, eating, gulping, my flesh

Ripping, eating, gulping, my flesh

Disemboweling my entrails

Dismembering my arms and legs

Absorbing my body fluids

Masticating my bloody corpse

Suffocated, I woke up, it was over

Just a nightmare, went to toilet, to wash my face

But then I saw all that blood

Dripping from my hands

Chunks of flesh on my mouth

Stench of death in the air

I looked back over my bed

My wife’s corpse was there

It was totally devoured

What kind of nightmare was this?

Disemboweled her entrails

Dismembered her arms and legs

Absorbed her body fluids

Masticated her bloody corpse