Dystopia

Days go by without fail

Weeks go by, I'm ready to bail

None of us happy, most depression

But all of us are fighting against opression

Hate and war in everyday life

Kids holding onto each other, huddled together with no light

The path we go.....the people we try to save...

'''What's the point? We all end up in graves'''

Society is quickly crumbling

The ground beneath us rumbling

People around me stumbling

So many words.....it's all just incoherent mumbling

The end is near

Everyone but me screaming in fear

The ground around me sinking

I walk on without thinking