Mental illness is running rampant.
People’s spirits are weakening,
the strength in them
packing its bag and walking away.
Minds are running on empty;
absent-minded folks, no one’s home.
There’s a significant detachment,
they cannot cope with living.
The envelopes are closing,
their final thoughts sealed away.
Reality is decomposing.
Their happiness is compromised.
They can no longer fake the smiling.