you robbed me of my thinking process
within the soul of my humanity you put
chaos mental mess living in tatters of
borrowed dress i am living on the streets
my only address they offer me tea left
over food human kindness simply feeling
sorry for my divine madness what is my
future no inkling of my past my bank of
memories vacuous no emotions no stress
but i remember her the woman i loved
who ran away with my best friend taking
away the last vestige of my hope my
interest pawned promises emptiness
