laying in the gutter

wrote this a few days ago when i became homeless for a while back home now though

laying in the gutter

hoping for the rest

of eternal sleep

to get this bullshit off my chest

i plead to not wake up

i beg to just stay down

but as the final 3 rings out

i cannot hear a sound

laying in the underpass

hoping for some food

laying on the cold stone floor

staring at stars to show my mood

and as the rainclouds burst

and it begins to pour

i lay here underneath the stars

and ask myself what for

i definatley no myself

i am definately alone

and now out in the pouring rain

i have nowhere to call my home

as the raindrips off my face

and i come to terms with the dark

i find im a disgrace

and the rain still falls like sharks

but in this crazy world

where shadows follow your every move

the bleak dark nights in the gutter

i miss all the people in my life who

have braught me back from my tomb

i still lay right here

in this moment in time

the rain has ceased to pour

and there i layed that night whilst the stars above still shine

 

Author's Note

bit different not my normal genre but oh well different perspective i guess