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nothing changes

in this wasteland of lost souls

I wake up in a derelict building

alone with sorrow once again

freezing under the twilight of tomorrow's despair

I pick myself up

from the cold concrete

there's no water or food

I find the nearest puddle

filling my empty stomach

with the polluted water

which others have urinated in

why must I carry on?

I live in the shadows

invisible to society

nobody would care if I take my own life

nobody would even notice

if I was to leave

who would visit my grave?

who would bury my body?

would my body even be noticed?

my torn up clothes

stained of mud, gravel and urine

I can't live like this

The city has never been the same

ever since I've been left alone...