Just a Drink

I’m all alone.
My loved ones have left me.
Stranded in a homeless place.
The strange has now become normalcy.
My house now a makeshift sewage tent.
I wreak of lonely.
I sip this bottle from money I stole.
This poison in my veins is the reason I’m here.

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