A View From My Room

Leeds is such a lonely city
Bumper to bumper; stretching home.
There they sit surrounded by walls
Here I sit defined by brick and glass
The lights switch on
Pouring waves against
The clashes in denial
Unnatural and beyond me.
They do this willingly?
Everyday the gap grows
And community shrinks
Lungs fill up in a last choke
Another puffs a cigarette
Double destiny being such sorrow
A way too dense to pull out
Harming everything we ever had
It is a picture of the end
Days left spluttering,
Cough and the life fades.