Bitter Wine

I'm sitting desolate, all alone
My breathing is not mine
I'm a lifeless, shell-shocked, empty soul
I taste of bitter wine

My eyes are barren, worn out holes
They see no longer truth
My life has reached its endgame now
So soon after my youth

I've tried to live, tried to be strong
But it's all a crock of shit
All the wise words people say
Mean nought, when it comes to it

My heart's destroyed, my innocence gone
My belief in better times
The last of my strength has finally ebbed
By a mirage of riddles and rhymes

Where to now, what path for me
What coals will I have to tread
If I'm honest I don't really give a shit
When I'm so tattered and bare-thread

So I sit here desolate, all alone
My breathing is not mine
I'm a lifeless, shell-shocked, empty soul
I taste of bitter wine.