The world's a hollow dream
I do not exist in it I think
Or I do in the miserable role
Of a poor on dire brink
Can't afford a meal or smile
A death in life at best
I drink water salted with time
Impoverished ramshackle nest
Educated with expiration date
Knowledge never had a chance
All I learnt, lessons in coping
And accepting circumstance
I realize love at the disputed core
Barren and parched fissures of gloom
Guaranteed deceit and nothing more
Always the entirety of doom
I trudge alone a crusty broken loon
There's nothing I don't lack
The society's worries exclude me
All roads lead to a cul-de-sac
A damaged man in dusk
No wanderer feel curious to ask
Lives intersect only in need
Hurry a convenient mask
It's hard to express grief
Words bitter with laden fury
I suffer the painful stabs
The sharpest shards of memory
Circular orbits of misery
Around a suffering soul
I empty the desire to exist
I want to live no more
