It’s all or nothing

Not even a sway,

Decision-less days,

Cemented in place,

mind floating in space.

An empty canvas,

Brushless and dry.

No tears in my eye,

No sense of a life.

Numbing the bad,

Leaves a bare bachelor pad,

Abandoned and cheap-

Where the mice sleep.

When nothing remains,

I ache for the pain.

Something to change,

The repeating charade .

Take once a day

To run away,

Stay in the mundane—

Or flush them down the drain.

fight the infected

But what’s even left?

The need to escape,

An aid to eliminate,

powerful apocalypse,

Zombies always do go for the brain.

A battle with monsters,

At least drew a reaction.

Slayed once with a blade,

Now with something “safe”

the only company I knew,

Now gone.

A deserted place,

Ransacked and flamed,

Is all that remains.

It’s all or nothing.