Come hold my hand, <br />And follow me, <br />Into the darkness, <br />And see what I see, <br />See the black shadows, <br />Through the mist, <br />Dead people walking, <br />Loved one’s you’ve missed, <br />But don’t be afraid, <br />Hold my hand tight, <br />As the shadows walk through you, <br />And fill you full of fright, <br />For they will not hurt you, <br />It’s all in your head, <br />They will not harm you, <br />There the walking dead, <br />It’s the living, who’ll hurt you, <br />And fill you full of pain, <br />Fill your heart full of sadness, <br />And twist your brain, <br />It’s them and there god, <br />There the one’s you should hate, <br />Them and the almighty, <br />It’s them, who hold your fate, <br />Well f**k them, f**k god, <br />Stay here and unf**k your head, <br />Let’s stay with the shadows, <br />Stay with the walking dead.<br /><br />Darren Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-walking-dead/
