He cares so little
From the cracks of the earth
Low and forgotten
With ease

Some gave their all
To salvage their kin
A bottle-dwelling scourge
Of scum and squalor

To pry nothing more
Than decay
The fragments of youth
That he yields, to the hungering depths

Denial is lost
From the vise of his hand
When hysteria prevails
And howls and wails
In his mind