The emptiness and pain of the world,
Depression is spreading, how absurd.
Barriers create a horrific void,
A teenager is stricken and destroyed.
Agony is almost whole,
Somber, melancholy sounds decay the soul.
The emo children have cut their wrists at bay,
Lucky I haven’t committed suicide today.
Desertion becomes a home,
Hard and tough as solid stone.
Leaving hollow feelings that bled,
Also, connecting every thread.
