Shroud of Blight - Derelict

Nothing changes
in this wasteland of lost souls
I wake up in a derelict building
alone with sorrow once again
freezing under the twilight of tomorrow's despair

I pick myself up
from the cold concrete
there's no water or food
I find the nearest puddle
filling my empty stomach
with the polluted water
which others have urinated in

Why must I carry on?
I live in the shadows
invisible to society
nobody would care if I take my own life
nobody would even notice
if I was to leave
who would visit my grave?
who would bury my body?
would my body even be noticed?

My torn up clothes
stained of mud, gravel and urine
I can't live like this

The city has never been the same
ever since I've been left alone...