I can't help my friends, no matter what I try
I can't help but feel that I am better off dead.
This is what I am. Lost, sad, afraid, despairing.
I cannot survive much longer in this sad world.
This I leave to help others understand our time,
The Time of Despair, that we caused to happen.
Stay as safe as possible from the toxins, farewell.
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Writings of Expression
PoetryJust some poems I wrote. Have a great day, rest of your week, and life!