A Reoccurring Dream

Date: 4/27/2016

I'm standing in the front yard of my childhood home. I look around me and only see darkness but can see the drop off where there is no more land. Somehow zombies are stumbling their way towards me but my legs aren't moving as fast as I need them to. Something inside of me tells my body to stand still as I slowly melt into the ground. And I fall And fall And fall