I stand here,
Alone...

The smell of sun burnt grass,
Feels like it will never last...

I look in the mirror,
I see it shimmer...

I lie on the earth,
Unhinged by distractions...

I have no home,
I have no hope...

Part of me is missing,
Part of me is gone...

A strange smell across the lounge room,
Makes the air stale...