Vervalogous Notes

Dead Walking

I am floating

Lack of sleep

It’s punishing

Every step, I wince

My eyes tired

And sky-high, mince

My sight, soul and spirit

I’m a zombie, dead

Walking, it’s a habit

My eyes, it droops

Eyeballs failing

My sight, it’s a loop

I swim in the sea

Of sub consciousness

In reality, I can’t see

I don’t know, where I am

Lost, automatic

Life is a bedlam

I walk then I fall

But I’m still standing

I’m in illusion’s call

I’m only exhausted

Don’t know why

Sleeping protested

I’m floating, falling

Dead and automatic

I’m a zombie walking