the only thing that exists within you is a skeleton

[missingfred]

Because the darkness knots itself up inside of us, all the squirming uncomfortable doubts and worries and insinuations just pile up in our core and beg to be let out. Maybe we’re wired to have some irresistible but insatiable longing - an inconsolable ache, an unscratchable itch. We’re addicts, but we’ve forgotten to which drug we’ve been chained

Comments

[skycladpunkgirl]

I never asked for what I became. Some bio creature risen from the grave. I made due with what happened. I can't complain to much.
I do think I miss alot of things though at times.

You don't have it bad off. Least you are not a danger to your friends.

[missingfred]

Am I not? I'm a danger to your kind, certainly. And if a man can kill a monster it stands to reason he can kill a man as well.

I have. I cannot begin to pay for the things I have done and witnessed, so do not be so quick to assume, zombie.

[agentstarbuck]

You've been given a chance to take yourself in a new direction. Try not to think that you'll be leaving something behind, because you'll still carry it all with you, but it'll all be less of a burden now.

[skycladpunkgirl]

Least there is not the hunger to eat your friends.
I wake up and have to keep control very fast. Yet I do.
I know I am a zombie , I only hope I can help though. It seems not very logical that a zombie does want to help.

After all all we care about is eating brains and pulling out organs. We hate the living. Least what people say about us.
I do eat raw meat but it does not have to be human.

[full_of_honor]

I'm sure everyone has felt like this. I assure you, I most definitely have.

I know all of the powers and curses a woman has in her arsenal.

And, believe me, this is one horrible place to try to begin to rebuilt yourself, but I think that if you've lived for this long here that you can do anything you put your mind to.

But I may wrong. I don't know you.