No way to live

Smoke cloud

Drunken haze

He sits half dazed,

Drug induced delirium

Has really set in,

A life of half consciouness

Gets him through the day,

This is his life

Now it’s going to waste,

Cigarette burns

The ash falls away,

The red burning ember

Now on display,

But there’s nothing

Burning within him

He’s now just a husk,

His life is now

Turned to dust,

In this tiny room

Of clutter

A hoarders paradise.

You can see emptiness

Within his eyes,

He now has

No tears left to cry,

Heart aches

Then gives out

Under the stress of life,

They’ve all left

His kids and his wife,

Now he has passed over

In to the dark vale,

His body now devoid

Of beating heart,

His lips blue

And his skin is now pale,

Nobody may discover him

For a long time yet,

He passed away

But there was no regret,

Because his mind

Was as empty

The same as his eyes,

I am not sure

If he even knows

At what point he died,

My friends I tell you all

This is no way

To live a life.

Published by fauxcroft

spiritually aware and compassionate. Experiencing being human through my conscious reality in an illusory world.

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