‘Who are you?
I don’t know you anymore.’
You said to me.
Do you want to know who I am?1
I am zombie.2
I am either alive or dead.
I am alone,
broken,
hurt,
and damaged.3
I am dead on the inside,
hollow,
unfeeling,
dying,
and afraid.4
I’m nothing.
And I exist only because I remember to breathe.
I’m only like a cardboard cutout of a real person.
Look hard because I’m also invisible.5
‘Who are you?’
You say to me again.
I only look up at you
and then stare at you.
You know the answer to that by now, don’t you?6
I am a princess,
a warrior,
a lover,
and an artist.
I am in control.7
I am zombie.8
A contest entry
- Poetry and short stories by UnEdibleChick.
315 points, ended April 8, 2008, 29 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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My favorite poem on this site.
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Love the title. I loved the sixth stanza the best and the seventh one. Great job with it. Take care.
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Very true and emotional. Take care.
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This sort of had a ring of truth in it. You described your feelings in this so well and excellent. I wish you luck in the contest you entered this in. Hope you do well and take care!
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This was wonderful. You showed real feeling in this. Very interesting. Thnk you so much for entering. I really Appreciate that and good luck. Great job and keep the good work up.
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I liked it its intresting ..it beautiful..i use my sadness in my poems
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That's what I do sometimes.
Thanks for reading.
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