Destitute. No morale and thus submitting to slavery
Surfacing for handouts from your master
You have become the lowest dregs of humanity
A broken rung on the ladder ascending without you
A broken hand cannot grip the food needed to sustain
A broken hope is born, you are rotting
Superfluous action taken by the specter looming over you
In this feed, for this you? the world comes crashing down
Circling labyrinths for a place to call you own, unaccepted by society, alone.
Wandering down a path you know that leads to nothing, obliterated, times wasted your use was good for something
(solo)
Submitting to failure. You have succumb
You are now done wandering through your existence no guidance, these last days pass painless. Into the void, your soul drifts, where it shall remain