• Cold sickened marrow
    scraps of flesh draping bone
    dark hallowed rib cage
    no organs
    no heart
    no vital signs of life

    WAKE UP!

    ...a heart beat...

    slight
    small beat
    still
    no heat
    no
    repeat
    find
    the beat

    the phalanges creak
    the feet tweak

    flesh takes shape
    hair cloaks the scalp
    colour begins to flourish

    nerves start to twitch
    and feet begin to itch

    the eyes roll forward
    the lips purse
    sounds buzzes in the ears

    a chill creeps down the spine
    I refuse to stay dead anymore
    and walk among the unliving

    It's time to break free
    and live life the way it should be
    alive