Zombie Apocalypse 30/30 #18 "Rising, Wandering"

I'm awake because I need to eat.
My bare feet slap on the cold floor.
All I wanted to do was sleep.

It feels like I haven't, for weeks
or maybe months, or maybe more.
I'm awake because I need to eat

something warm and wet – raw meat.
I remember a perfect steak tar tar...
All I wanted to do was sleep,

now I'm trying remember recipes,
while trying to remember what for.
I'm awake because I need to eat,

my stomach full of blasphemy.
I thirst for terror, I dress in gore.
All I wanted to do was sleep

but that is peace denied to zombies.
Spreading, we are at your every door.
I'm awake because I need to eat.
All I wanted to do was sleep.