Bankrupt

He’s running out of patience
his energy levels low;
he says he’s lost direction
can’t recall which way to go.

He says his heart feels empty
can’t even feel the pain;
each thought that occurs to him
keeps slipping thro’ his brain.

Emotionally bankrupt
feeling insolvent and bust,
he’s entirely without funds
of optimism, love or trust

So I said I’d be banker,
Receivers he wouldn’t need.
I’m his only creditor
though our terms must be agreed.