Surrounded....eyes slightly glazed over

No longer feeling pain, or anything else for that matter

Tortured souls who no longer feel whole
Who can also hear the slightest sound of a shoe sole

Broken limbs, yet they continue their journey
Cracking the skull, destroying the brain will work surely

Approaching me slowly, why can't I run?
I always imagined this day would be fun

The idea of existing in life as one dead
No more drama or other bullshit running my head

Survival comes next and I run steady
The dead will never catch lil ol' me

Two in the chamber, a knife to the ear
The only way to survive is to never fear


Wondering if it matters, that my mind was in tatters

Nutrition and health was so important to me in life

Would it have an adverse effect? Didn't mean no disrespect...