Edges of the Earth

The Harbor and The Ocean

So here I am ... Again ... Survived ...

Not quite survives, been bitten by one of the infected yesterday ...

Now, here I am ... Wondering ... Momentary leap of day dreaming ...

With this abandoned Yatch that belongs to someone inside my tired sights ...

Stranded beside this harbor at the edge of the universe ...

It's quiet, desolated and interestingly delighted ...

No one's around and nothing's like to be found ...

The blue sky right now in July feels like the upside downed sea of tranquility for me ...

The arm is itchy and the wound is infecting, like a cancer beneath or the acts of decaying ...

Maybe I wont be here tomorrow ...

And turned out deranged to be something brainless body that only feeds ...

Wandering ... Dead walking ...

End of story ... Life's continuous ... If you ever met me in an undead form ... Do me a favor ... Just shoot me ! ...

Amen.

Sincerely yours,

Jenny