when will he be free a frail man drowning in his own depression nothing left but skin and bone push away the life he s known his heart is empty he s abandoned what was once his home he s confined to a world of darkness just to ensure he dies alone a cold wet touch with blood shot eyes despising the world he lives in nobody to hear his cries fuck dreams of a better place crushed by the world he sees he sees filth and to him that s all it will be this tortured soul will be gone and forgotten death was his release he is now free