Angst & Astray

I'm not okay.
I feel left astray.
And the comrades that walked beside me have forsaken.

I'm all alone.
In this abysmal tone.
My head weighed down in weary.
My life feels so damn dreary.

If I disappear.
Would it be like I have feared?
Wasting away, with no one lending a helping hand?

My two feet can only stand so steady.
Till I collapse under dispair.
But will anyone care?

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