
Untitled ©Eric Estenzo
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THE WALKING DEAD
My Life has changed, at times I feel I never knew who I was. Your lifeless bodies laying on the dessert floor, and we were told to keep going. I was frozen and something inside of me left my body. I could'nt go on, your life was taken in front of me, how could I leave you like that? I had to continue the fight, I left you brothers, I'm sorry I had to go fight. Where do I go how do I fix it? I'm still afraid, wondering where to help and find you. I want to take care of you, you should be laying there lifeless on the dessert floor. How is your family going to know? Will they be told the truth? Where are you I'm trying to find you. Your lives were taken by greedy men who never took the time to know who you are. I live my life to honor the dead which in turn I do not live, because if I leave I betray them. I am not alive, I am the walking dead. I like to know or just have a day to know the better side of life, and what it would be like. Death, murder confusion, lost soul, the ghost has left my body and it does not know how to get back in. I search everyday trying to find it, but where is it. It's gone teasing never to return. We talked about coming home Cpl. Cotto, where are you. I am lost, but you and the others are gone.
I now live my life pretending everything is okay with a smile on my face, but everyday I am empty. Take a good look in my eyes and tell me what you see.
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