To be forgotten,

a lost soul forever cursed,

discarded leftover of humanity.

Dreams left out and rotten

guided by the insanity

of unquenchable thirst.


Adrift in the midst of all

your direction set

by the persistent crave

that will make you fall,

and will make you a slave

as you pay your debt.


A ghost like man,

blind eyes turn away,

walking past cannot see

the traces of life that began

with just wanting to be,

or just wanting to pray

to be finally free.


H.O. August 23, 2013


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