Cold Nights

Cold nights and darken days, A setting sun, a cloudy haze. Tear filled eye’s and a pain filled soul, My life is gone, a blackened hole. Is this all that’s left for me, An empty life, my own dead sea. Longing for love I linger on, A ghost in the wind trapped for an aeon. Beaten, raped, broke, and bruised, Who would love someone so dirty and used. Alone in a gutter waiting to die, With tear filled eyes I start to cry. Time to give in, time to let go, My spirit is gone I am hollow.