Walking Corpses

We're all just walking corpses

Our souls not ready to take

The beings that created us

Watch us wide awake

Bumbling through our misery

Daily struggle and strife

The beings do not help us

There's no point to this life

As I write these solemn words

A voice booms in my head

Fear not my child, for we are here

And your not ready to be dead

Embrace the struggle and fight the pain

There's beauty you will find

And one day when you're feeling ready

Be brave, expand your mind

Remember life is curious

You may never understand

But trust me you are not alone

We're here just hold our hands