NEW YEAR AND AN APOCALYPSE

The dead body wasn't there,

Oh gosh, that gave me quite a scare,

I looked around, but I found nothing new,

Suddenly something gnarled,

Oh please tell me this, isn't true.

I looked around,

and saw the stinking head of the rotten undead,

Scared, I didn't make a sound,

As I wish this thing didn't bother leaving its bed.

It swiped its hands towards me,

But as you have guessed I dodged it luckily,

Never wanting to be zombie food I ran,

I ran and ran, I poured the best I can.

I felt exhausted and still frenetic,

My heart almost jumping out of my rib cage,

I tried to calm myself, but I still feel hectic,

That look of hunger looks kinda savage.

I warned the others to run away,

Leave this place or die in dismay,

They apparently felt undisturbed,

Even though I told them what I had just observed.

They insisted they can fight it,

They aimed at it and hit!

Its head even surprisingly split.

Mar looked at me with a daring smile,

They mocked my cowardice for a while,

Is it my fault I don't want to die?

I just kept quiet, but in my mind's a lot of whys.

I held my bag tightly as I prepare to ascend,

I tried to not mind them, but I'm bad at pretend,

If I'm gonna survive I'd rather not be brave,

I'll be the one, to be saved not to save.

Selfish as you call it but I don't want to get killed,

They laugh at my presence but I won't drown in guilt,

Never again would I do, something as stupid as that,

But because of it, they teased me as nothing but a scared trembling cat.