On a road full of cobblestone dust,
Trapped in a world cruel and unjust.
Left behind emotions of bitter sorrow,
What was lost today can not be found in tomorrow.
Listening to words so bitter sweet,
Bruised and battered in a world one can not beat.
Unloved and left behind,
In a world so unkind.
Stuffed in a corner and left alone,
Slowly reaping what one has sown.
Breathing a dying breath in a world of hate,
And slowly slipping into an unconscious state.