Well I wrote a new poem

Shambles

Life is in Shambles.
Torn and ripped apart.
Like the flesh of a man.
Thrown in a pit of wolves.
Left fend for himself.
His only pleasure.
Is the pain and despair.
That he receive as he is mauled and thrown around.
Like a rag doll flopping around.
This cursed earth.
He see no light at the end.
Darkness is his only true friend.
Wishing and hoping for a way out
Never to find salvation.