Afterlife

in poetry •  8 years ago 

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I feel like a zombie.
Just strolling through a crowd_

I stop
The world feels like it is racing furiously
around me

Am I here?

Am I even real.

I quickly reach to feel if I have a pulse
Nothing.

But how...
Why do I feel this way.

A lightbulb appears above me head
As I think of the idea

I'm not dead on the outside
Just on the inside

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Good one.

Were you by any chance inspired by the "Joker"? If so, I know a nice little mental institution for the criminally insane that might be the place