
Lost in debt, and there seems to be nothing left to hold on to...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 264 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-13-06 - id: 2131367
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'In The Red'
They left you on your own
With nothing not even a home
A place to call your own
They robbed you blind
Now you find yourself
In this predicament
The cement seals your fate
While you're waiting by the gate
Your bank has turned its back on you
You're too far-gone to save
You're hanging by a thread
There's nothing left behind you
But an empty hole
Where your life used to occupy
All you've got left
Is the clothes on your back
And a direction to walk
On and on…
You place your faith
In that final little prayer
Though your life has turned to rubble
And though there's nothing but trouble
Down that solitary path you have chosen
You're hanging by a thread
There's a little piece of me
That's lying in the road
A piece you left behind
For the scavengers to feed
Though you're ravaged by the time
The time can not forget
What has been left to chance,
In this hopeless circumstance
And even though you're left to rot
You still got a lot
And a void of disbelief
Grief has haunted you all these years
I know it's daunting
But you've got to face the truth
One of these days
You're in the red
And hanging by a thread
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