Walkers Poem by Ghost Legend

I'm out here by myself,
Surrounded;
Walkers sit and stare-
I'm grounded.
I took a flight to the west;
It wasn't
Any different from east coast
Or an ocean.
Tropical death
Awaits me next,
And I can't forget
Who I was.
They all say I'm mad,
Can't remember their own words,
Can't remember my name,
Can't remember my love,
But I do-
I do.
I know you
Better than you do.
You do me- do me, do.
You did me, digged me, too.
Now you've been gone, thinking
You're new,
That time cleans what comes through,
But I'm stained and still ooze:
A poltergeist, alive yet doomed.