Poem Of Rhymes (Part 3) Acrostic

People think that writing these poems makes me try
Over and over again to make everybody sigh.
Every time I do ask myself why
Might I make people want to get up and die.

Observing all the things that are in the sky,
Forgetting all the people that had to say goodbye.

Remembering all the bodies that were covered in flies,
Happy to remember that I couldn't feel my eyes.
You would run after seeing people hanging from their ties.
Me, I just run out before I was sure to die.
Every time I see the dead bodies, I say goodbye
Since its a video game where you make zombie's heads fly.