aimlessly wandering,
lost the key,
to your soul,
destined to return,
all your belongings,
a quarter bottle of shame,
pinch of regrets,
spoon full of disgust,
three-fourth cup lost hope,
half pint faded desire,
gallon full of dismal days,
four quarts dreary bits and moments,
a recipe of hatred,
unveiling,
discarded belongings.