Psychopathic shells,
Of lost and dismembered souls,
Crawling from the crypts,
Of graffiti filled walls,
Carved by long since disappeared ghosts,
Of yesterdays expectations and never-ending tomorrows,
Flashes of broken teeth emerge from faces,
That long ago have forgotten how to smile,
Moanings and groans,
Echo through the empty halls,
As physical needs manifest and display,
The forever lost sensibilities of Mind.