i am the living dead
my pain you see
you have read
thanks to your
bounty victuals
i am fed .
i beg and earn
my bread
god i am tired
my flesh withering
my slowly dying soul
underfed ..i follow
where i am lead
to your mercy
i bow my head
a very young age
i was wed
he robbed
me of my youth
my beauty he
stealthily fled
the poison that
he instilled in me
slowly spread
partly alive
partly dead
my blood
blackish red
