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 major detachment,
they are unable to cope with living.
The envelopes are closing,
their final thoughts sealed away.
Reality is decomposing.
Happiness is compromised.
They can no longer fake the smiling.