I sit alone at your doorstep

[nickkler]

I sit alone at your doorstep
Depleted and refused by today

My soul has been longing
My body is waiting to flee

Tears are flowing down my cheeks
My voice has lost its key

Used and abused by my past
Empty and down on my knees

My skin was used by a substance
In return for hope and glee

I often uncover myself begging
My soul was spent upon thee

Miseries of joy have cast a spell
Of tormented death upon my head

I dance so fiercely in reprieve
With the rivers of joy
And my worn out dreams

I set out on a spending spree
To flaunt the relics of me

Knowing that my days are numbered
I spend the rest of me

Deceived and dejected by the traits of death
The spells are rationed, it said

My life is so vacant now
Profusely sweating with my needs

I see my virtues burning in hell
In thorny this world that I try to dwell

Scorned by the compulsions of life
My ending is nowhere in sight

Nick Kler