Awake Into Darkness

What must it be like to wake into the world of the undead?

 

No light.

No breath.

The earth is still.

Holding and pushing,

It longs to keep what has been planted.

What should stay,

But not this time.

Bursting forth,

A birth, of sorts.

Death is the beginning,

A new life waits.

 

Awake into darkness.

Author's Note

It is what it is. I hope you enjoy it.