Destitute

Destitute and in the gutter
I stare towards the stars
As coughs rake through my frail my broken body
I cough and roll I gasp and splutter

I am nothing, I am dead, I am rotting in the drain
I look up again to Points of light
So far away the stars shine bright
Unobtainable silver shards against the dead of night

I drown deeper to the darkness, my life slips away
Forgotten dreams, lost forever
Lost in my darkened mind, my bad decisions
Who am I?
What have I become?

I am refuse collected at the break of day
My body stares towards the dimming stars
My soul is gone
Who was I?
What did I become?