I lay here in bed
with thoughts and my dreams
The visions of my past
are never the same

Haunted by the notions
of days gone by
My eyes are wide open
and begin to cry

My emotions are empty
with grains of the hour
Laying in somber
I feel very sour

Not coming back
to the time and the place
Stand up to the feelings
Stand face to face

I took the first step
to conquer the fears
Not alone anymore
Not troubled by peers

Vintage smile
Porcelain look
Time still
Picture faded

Century passed
Memory gone
Page turned
Voice silent

Eyes closed
Wrinkled hands
Crystal stare
Vintage smile

Society drained
Welfare driven
Homeless people
Nothing given

Trashcan warmth
Starved to see
Ragged shoes
Nothing's free

Under the bridge
Walk by wonders
Not a glance
Nothing ponders

Bread line trays
Children cry
Hold their hands
Nothing sighs

Cardboard bed
Rain soaked leak
Covered in plastic
Everything's meek

Cruelty stumbles
****** up ways
Lie in stupor
Hunger for days

I stand stapled to the ground
A statue of time and depth
Views of my past wonder by

Stained by the sadness of the world
Rust colored tears smear my eyes
Cracked fissures weaken my legs

I see no wonders around me
Sway me forward by the gust
Smashed face on the pavement

A statue of me
Broken and forgotten
Pieces scattered
Only twenty one years