• Sad and alone,
    Stressed from work.
    Thought it was just me,
    But now I know that my mind really has broke.

    In a state of “freaking out”
    There was a sick thing called cancer about.

    I’ve seen it ruin the lives of many.
    Taking those who don’t deserve to go.
    I can’t explain this plainly,
    But I have hit an all time low.

    It turns the best of people
    Towards the door of turmoil,
    Only if your personality begins to foil.

    Stay strong,
    Have hope,
    Instead of going down,
    You’ll go up the slope.

    Like flowers in a vase,
    They won’t become a waste.
    If you know how to treat them,
    They’ll last even longer,
    With the beauty and character they were meant to have.