The street has been your home since you were twelve years old
When you made your escape from daddy’s dark embrace
On your arms are the marks of self-harm
But those scars serve to mask the hurt done
The knowledge, the wreckage, the ravage
The spoilage, the breakage, the damage
You’ve never felt protected
Your whole life long neglected
Adrift, lost and friendless
Unseen, unlamented
When offered human warmth, of course then you respond
Your caution overwhelmed by hope, the want compels
Heart bleeding, beseeching and needy
Your need is clear, perceived by foul friends
The hunters, the horrors, the killers
The ogres, the monsters, the rippers
You’ve never been protected
Your whole life long neglected
Adrift, lost and friendless
Unseen, unlamented
The part you get: the victim, lived from birth
The final act to which all roads converged
A bloody ending to a life of pain
And we never knew your name
Your sundown, a run-down, grim town house
You cry out, scream and shout: it’s futile
Heart failing, life draining, sight fading
Left naked, invaded, degraded
You’ve never felt protected
Your whole life long neglected
Cast out, lost and friendless
To die, unlamented