Hungry

Lonely and hungry, oh so weary,

worn and ragged, night time dreary.

Tears drip down from tired eyes,

soul too broken now to rise.

Tried to stay here, tried to love,

seems there’s none, just God above.

Drive a knife through soul and chest,

send me to famed eternal rest.

Try to rouse me, shake me so,

I will not wake, I’ve gone you know.

None to mourn the space I took,

not one would cast a second look.

Bones upon the ground that rot,
dust and mold that they begot.
Sun and rain will soon decay,
all trace now gone this nameless day.