Zombie with soul

by AlonEvil

I’m bleeding out
outrageous my attempt to not shout
the cut is deep, reaches my bones
looking closely the cut, opening the cut
I finally found the inception, the source
of this cracking sound, constantly cracking sound
after my mind doesn’t find my heart
my body accepted the fact
that I already died, no matter what I try
like a zombie, I just keep walking
wandering, wondering, rumbling
about what happening
to my soul, that I still feeling
when the sun warms my skin, like your lips used to do