Hurt and lost I sat alone
Waiting for what I did not know
Looking, lifeless, around myself
Seeing nothing of worth

A person came to me and said
-You look lost. Do you need help?-
Shaking my head, I didn't reply
Lost in self pity, I slumped

-This world is worthless- I cried out loud
-A place of degenerates, who don't give a shit-
I pulled out my hair and started to cry
Wracking my body, I fell

Feeling the gravel beneath my cheek
I put my hand onthe ground and rolled to my back
Blinking my eyes up at the sun
I felt a tear roll down my cheek

It left a trail I couldn't help but feel
Like that of a razor cutting me deep
Tasting the salt, I rubbed my nose
Looking bewildered again

Standing suddenly upon hearing a noise
I jerk my head to the right then the left
Seeing noone I mumble to myself
And take a drink from the bottle

I rub my eyes and pace back and forth
I kick the box sitting next to me
-This is my home- I cried to the masses
The children pointed and laughed

I grabbed my sign, the one that says
-Will Work For Food- and hold it high
No one stops, no one listens, no one cares
I sigh

I down the bottle and hide it away
-Never know about those rats- I mutter
Inconsistent ramblings, this I know, but no one listens anyhow
Who would bother

-This is my life- I scream in the silence
Hearing a siren I duck in the alley
All you will see is eyes in the shadows
Peering at you

I started out just like you
With a house, and a dog and 2.5 kids
A wife who wore aprons and welcomed me with a kiss
A job as an exec

Then the money became sparse
I caught my wife cheating
My daughter got knocked up
My sons hooked on cracked
Unable to cope I started drinking
I left my house and never looked back


THE END

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Scarlatan, in the year 273 AF.