Gomorrah

Perchance to die
as some men do
so that I can
feel something too.
Here stand I,
nothing remains,
you look at me
with such disdain!
For it is clear
that I am jaded;
and all on me is lost,
my humanity hath faded.
So turn I to salt
for looking back,
and do I regain,
that which I have lacked.