I was on my way to the shops and i walked past a homeless man....it intrigued me somehow..inspired me to write about it..here it goes..

A Wasted Soul..

A wasted soul just standing alone,





Only existing just to condone.





It does not move, nor does it weep,





for it doesnt know time to even sleep.





A broken mind wanting a touch,





A shredded heart missing so much,





A worthless outcast hiding away,





Thinking back to that tradgic day.





A life so lost,





A life so tattered,





it doesnt seem that anyone mattered,





They let the soul just fade away,





let it stand there and melt away....

ok well i kinda stuffed up the ending, its not perfect lol but its weird....