Zombie

The confusion floods my brain,
jeopardizing the buoyancy of rationalization
Torn between love and hate,
my heart cries out for a recess.
Raging torrents of emotion
rip through the worn and tattered organ.
Unable to endure the pain anymore,
it withers and begins to die.
I view the whole situation
as if witnessing a nightmare I am not apart of.
Isolated, removed, and bereft of any thought or feeling
I have become a zombie.

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