Gr8eatness

Gentleman seated on a pile of rubble clears throat and pulls up guitar. He is distinguished. Only his figure can be seen as it zooms out to a more destructive surrounding.

I've got gun in my hand but the gun won't cock. My fingers on the trigger but that trigger seems locked. I can't stop staring at the tick tock clock. And even if I could I would never give up.

Enter ZOMBIES

(they approach)

With a vest on my chest a bullet in my lungs. I can't believe I'm dying with my song unsung. And if and when I die won't you bury me alone cuz I'll never get to heaven if I'm singing this song.

Elegantly turns guitar over holding it by the neck.

BOOM

Breaks guitar on zombies skull as the brass takes over.

Title screen:

Another Zombie Film

(stylized ofc)

The film continues

Created by me

The best source of entertainment according to my 4 year old nephew

Insane

no matter how much of a good person I am, no matter how many people I make smile or their life easier, no matter what I achieve I will die and this is so unfair.

I really. Really don't want to go.

...

My happy places are left with traces

mere hints of of my joy remain frozen in time

Although we were close we weren’t together

We yearned for the same thing but didn’t feel the same

I questioned my worth while I ensured yours

You showed me love with tears in your eyes

You couldn’t have loved me any better

But there’s so much I didn’t show

My problems would diminish with the thought of you

To say I’m worthless without you would not be fair,

you had tears for me after all.