The coincidental meeting between a Statue and Liberty

my death is like a bosom
my chess is like a daggert
my lungs are like lead
my face is nothing I have seen
I walk the walk of the homeless
I walk the walk alone
I walk to find some rest
I walk to follow my nose
I am watched with piercing eyes
I am watched from behind
I am watched while passing away
I am watched entering the caves
I am lost in the caves
I am eaten by wolves
I am tortured by my nose
I am deadly marked by the darkness
Forgive this feeling