Zombie Apocalypse

Our surroundings were so much darker.
Many a greased lamp were no longer lit.
With wonder and fear our minds did pry
at the concept of humanity
and what it will be like
to live life in a world without it.

Just as my adrenaline had given way to despair
you fell into my hands having arrived on the scene
of a post-apocalyptic nightmare
a dreadful contrast to God's own lucid dream.

The Lord watched as men fell and women stood their ground.
Children sat wide-eyed, paralyzed by the unknown.
Others He could not see.
Many had vanished
never again to be cherished
much less ever to be found.

Leaving Him to His own
we held on to what we had.
I, the lucid grey and green of your eyes.
You felt along the calloused and creviced surface of my hands.
Both small treasures in a seemingly worthless time.

And we travel and we hide and we flee with no disguise,
mindless hunger at our heels,
the need to feed breathing down our necks.
I pity them for they cannot feel.
We sleep in one ghost town then move on to the next.

Should there be another tomorrow
I will build upon our ties that bind
upon the connection we have formed.
On trust and security it has been designed.

Our world and surroundings have been forever changed.
We are living in a world no longer lit.

You are my small treasure on this worthless trip
and theres no one id rather have beside me
in a zombie apocalypse.