This fall of mine belittled my sight now I only see in black and white. Why, O why should I see a world without colour then this to me should never be familiar. At least I m not blind to see trying to live out my own destiny. Livings in dreams of thoughts and sounds with a famous god above. Showing all on earth no love. These old and new testiments are all man made. As there written words helps there faiths. This life with live in is short and hard fought so without being taught. You turn to crime after your caught. Your living back to nought. Would be a nameless shameless pain with nothing to give and nothing gain. With only a McDonalds mirror to see your veins now dirt and vanity washed away. Sleeping on park benches, shop door ways, throw off buses and trains with all of society to see to entertain. With no phone, no home but never alone. As you wake up to strangers with no friends to greet with holes on your shoes showing your naked feet. Because there's never any love when you live on the streets.
This poetry is about loveless and loneliness and what depths society has to keep there daily lives going in a constant high as different circles say goodbye with friends and family to far gone to cry.