Such Is Life

The weight lies heavy, upon her weary brow,
Her soiled hands forage & pillage in desperation.
Cold looks, wish nothing but riddance,
Too proud to beg, too desperate not to.

In a world that awaits her,
Looking around for what’s on offer.
With no sign of yesterday, tomorrow’s just a haze,
She tries to reflect, but nothing is shown,

The layers are piled in the summer heat,
The smell un-noticed, she stumbles through her day,
As her blood boils, the afterlife an afterthought,
Seducing & enticing her, but no decision is made,

Hate & misfortune revolve around her life,
As the dirt ravages her once soft skin.
The nightfall beckons a place to rest,
As another hateful day comes to an end.