Empty and disconnected
alone in confinement
reclusive in thinking
loner in a small building
cut off from society
living in your own world.
Uncomfortable in your own skin
unshaven and haggard
many nights not slept
trash in corners
dirt stained walls
piled up dishes
of unfulfilled wishes and dreams
and hopeless dreams.
Drinking beer listening to old tunes
on the radio
cigarette burns butted out
on worn out furniture
friendless , no family ties
dog your best friend
never letting you down
wandering the city streets
sitting in coffee shops until dawn
having conversations with yourself
behind a newspaper killing time.
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-04-02 16:14:12
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