Pardon me

Pardon me for these tears,
I have no control over,
that wander down
knowledgeable roads
as I lay eyes on
the bodies
piled precariously
over each other.

Pardon me for this weak heart,
I have no control over,
that roams on
heart break corners
as I turn away from
death and deceit
cleverly plotted
to crush my spirits.

Pardon me,
for my sincerity
or would you say
vulnerability.
Pardon me
as I lie still,
just like these bodies
only I am undead.