"Undead Hearts"

"Undead Hearts"

by:

Virgilio F. De leon Jr.

I

I am a broken thing

and I live among them in this hell

I hear their cries all day

I hear it all night time as well

II

You cannot live without a heart  , says Biology 

Yet I see them shambling on

Men and Women who's hearts have been torn

No beating hearts , just breathing one's

III

Broken dreams and relationships

they pine about futures that could never be

They complain about their suffering present

and several pasts, too ungodly to see

IV

I hear them and see them

and they seem to live on nothing at all

Mere Undead hearts that have no reason

Undead hearts that forego the emotions or passions

V

I cannot complain about these broken things

they remind me of what I lost but cannot tell

Just like them I merely go on living

with this decaying  , undead heart as well.