Zombie

There were moths in my stomach,

Eating away the inside,

Only trying to reach to you.



Oh only because you were perfect.

Your hair is like huge spirals of a mosquito catcher.

Your eyes were of twin stars, ready to explode.

Your hands gentle, holding many school books.



The school bell rings of a deafening sound,

Making people rush out to go to one destination, home.

My voice rasp, asking to accompany you home,

Before you even got up.



Walking with you, eyes on you, smells from you,

Made the moths ate up to my lungs.

Now seeing the puddle up ahead,

I laid down my jacket down like what most gentlemen would do.



I stayed a while in front of your house,

Right after you went inside the safe zone.

Wandered around, daydreaming while doing so.

Then shook my head and made way for home.



Having no sleep,

I walked up to your locked gates and waited 3 hours.

Till you were ready for school.

Your worried gasp when you walked out seeing me,

Only made the moths ate up to my brain.



Seeing your sweat fall while we walk to school,

Then felt such regret ,

That I made such fragile feet walk.

Taking action, I forced you to be on my back,

While you plead to be let down.



Oh only because you were perfect.

Your hair is like huge spirals of a mosquito catcher.

Your eyes were of twin stars, ready to explode.

Your hands gentle, holding many school books.



Sitting at school, you tremble like a wet mouse,

At this display, I went up and put my jacket on you,

Then you sat like clay with lips shaking.



Tried to avoid me you did the next day,

Never wanting to see the smile I put on for you,

Never wanting to see my tired eyes,

With the dark circles I got,

From not sleeping for two whole school days,

By waiting on your lawn,

Singing you songs while you sleep,

Following you to school and back.



Oh only because you were perfect.

Your hair is like huge spirals of a mosquito catcher.

Your eyes were of twin stars, ready to explode.

Your hands gentle, holding many school books.



Why can’t I walk with you?

Why can’t I talk to you?

I compliment you every day,

I am a gentleman to you every day,

Why don’t you accept me?

Why don’t you want me here?

I will do whatever you want me to do.



Oh only because you were perfect.

Your hair is like huge spirals of a mosquito catcher.

Your eyes were of twin stars, ready to explode.

Your hands gentle, holding many school books.



I stabbed my right side of my chest with a knife,

Letting the moths fly out,

To prove that I will do anything for you.

I didn't stab my heart,

Because without it, my love for you, will die.