Misery

Misery embodied in a man
Answer of solitude
Meat pieces in their mouth
They show you raw reality

He doesn't respond before the look
Of the affection this remote one
He requests not to wake up
And arrive to a better place

Wandering for each place
Requesting some pity
Scheming as achieving
To leave that illness

Living single penuries
The alone one is allowed to be
He doesn't find as fighting
Poverty marked in their face