So I penned a brief verse that meant a lot to me during hard times. I just felt like I'd share it. "In urban decay, I walk through the streets of suicide lane Worse than today, I lost you to weeks (weaks) I use to find strained Buildings abandoned in vacance where the shame hits Feelings stained with the hatred I have planted in placements It's a darkened place known, where the hardships reign (rain) slow But it's my home, where I find serenity in the apartments that stay cold Addicted to the energy that destroys me mentally And anyone near me fears me plentily And maybe a higher entity, whether or not heavenly, Will give me enough love to stop running from my enemy