Hunger

In urban decay

Morose sombre city light

Like horror risen from the tomb

Feeble souls crawl to fight

Deadlike zombie eyes

Staring into desperate madness

Value long gone

Rotten to the bone

Burning hunger

Itching the self loathing skin

Burning hunger

Death will have the final grin

Swarming in gutter filth

Like the living dead

Rampant infected leeches

Waiting to be fed

Burning hunger

Itching the self loathing skin

Wrapped in black plastic

Leaving life never meant to win