Corpses

The water glitsens under the moon's light.
The flames illuminate the night sky.
The buildings succumb to the embers.
I can hear my own tears
hit the coarse dirt.
Scream after scream, I am forced to watch
as everyone I've ever known is massacred.
The lumbering corpses 
The green colored flesh and the rotting smell,
They murder every living thing they see.
I run. And run.
I try not to look at the bodies that litter the street.
I try not to look at my former home, which has been taken by fire and monsters.
I run until my legs finally give out.
I leaned against a tree.
The monsters inched closer.
And closer.
I closed my eyes.
And not a sound came out of my mouth
As I am devoured by the beasts.
Written by EnderMaster45
Category:Poems
Category:Short Pastas
Category:EnderMaster45