Living dead

Look and you'll see me
A light bulb fading
Ghostly spectre
Dead but still breathing

Worn out and waiting
Time draws near
Bated anticipation
Without any fear

I suffer from afflictions
The worst of their kind
A maze of delusions
Lost in my mind

Wake up everyday
Just sit and stare
No need for affection
Without any cares

My thoughts are shells
Fired from a gun
Direction is cohesive
Scattering to oblivion

A fireworks brilliance
For all to amaze
Burnt out too early
In rapid decay

I know you'd like a smile
Or a nod of the head
But effort is futile
When you're living dead