Tyler Gravison

Brought Upon Us

Like many things I can't help but think of what used to be, how easy everything was. How we took for granted the simple tasks of of our daily life's that now can only serve as a reminder of what once was and will never be again. Pondering the existence of the past leads nowhere good anymore just a blanket of emotion that if your not careful will slowly fill you with sorrow that brings tears to any know person. You must know one and one thing only, never move at night, and if you do pray to every God imaginable because you will die, no other way around it. No one has ever seen a Zany and lived, I can hear all the cries of agony, as these fuckers, in faint whispering laughs tear a person limp from limp. The streets Look like Brick roads even though in reality it is the blood of the people who once loved, and saw joy in the life we all had created for each other. For me to be alive now is luck and luck alone, Those of us who are Left we Live in small groups to Avoid Being tracked We don't Quite know why but I've seen to many large groups taken out from my spot over looking what was once a beautiful town to really be to upset at the solidarity and nitpickiness of being stuck with just one person for months on end. God she's lucky I love her Only Reason I fight to live in a World where everyone is the jester and the king sees you fit for execution. The sad thing about Living in a world of deadhead Zany's is Laughter only reminds us of carnage and loss. Many have tried to find a way to annihilate the stupid fuckers to no avail. They only attack at night and with such speed and ferocity no Amount of men have stood a chance. Not even all the worlds military's where prepared for such an invasion. I imagine I'm one of only a million people left on earth, And that count was made four years ago so by now more than half have perished. The sad truth is the people themselves, at a point we needed to be together most would slit a neighbors throat for a slice a bread and two drops of water. Desperate times lead to a chaos that has yet to subside, and given the climate of what our world is who can blame a person that knows tomorrow will never be guaranteed. As the days have turned to months, and months into years, I cant help but get lost in these thoughts more and more often. Supplies have become more of a struggle to get so hunger is a good way to stop yourself from over thinking. With it only being noon I think ill stop writing now and see if Alex wants to go on a scouting mission for food. Hopefully we get lucky this time, if not it's dandelion and rabbit jerky soup for dinner. The Scouting mission was one of our most successful yet, we'll be set for at least the next week, my hunting definitely has improved, considering the first time I shot a rabbit it got splatted to the moon and back. One of the few times I've heard Alex Laugh, although for only a slip second, I would give anything for her to have the joy brought back into her eyes as it did then. Without the bright light of having her in my life this world would have grown cold long ago, although still chilly she is a fire that warms my souls and forces me to survive. Night time is about to be upon us so I'll have to leave is here for now, Alex if for some reason you see this, I love you........