The prophecy

It feels like time hasn't passed but it's been years. Years since I was truly alive. It feels like I'm a zombie, craving brains all the time

although i can't really specify why. I remember how Death greeted me that day with a wholesome smile I didn't know it was capable of. I'm always staring at a screen whether it be my phone or computer. CRASH! The last thing I see is blood, I guess it's mine. I tried to see who shot me but it was in vain."I've done as the prophecy foretold." I hear him say. What prophecy was I apart of? Death had came by early.