Trash Poetry.

nowhere

all over the place

but nowhere to be seen

or heard

your standards will go nowhere, you wont be top dog anymore.

i will claim my throne and tell the truth, and all will forget about you and your ego.

your lies, big ego, toxic heart, positions you cling on to will fade and all they'll have is a farewell ride to the charity home.

you have no compassion, you're all for yourself and fake promises

you feel no shame.

you hold onto nothing.

and I'm nowhere to be seen, I left you and your toxic home. 

nowhere is better to be than where I left.

good bye wasteland.