Left to die again

The lizards and I

We live together in a room that has been forfeited

For long.

A few restless creatures

Hunt for the cockroaches
Hidden under my bed.
The cockroaches and I
We live together on a bed that has been shared
And used for long.
A few more restless creatures
Hunt for a soul - rugged, dirty and old
Hidden somewhere inside me

The lizards, the cockroaches and my soul
They live and hunt together on a world
That has been forfeited long ago…

While I stay awake and laugh at a person,
Silent, Yellowish, gloomy
A person, so alive and dead
Left to die again
Long ago.