Will To Live Poem by Aaron Lynn

How can one lose the will to live,
That solitary need?
They must first know that everyday
The planet squirms and bleeds.

A shelter housing the selfish,
Gripped by tragedy, ensnared,
Enforcing tyranny from fear,
An epidemic of despair.

His spirit is exhausted,
Closed in by worldwide padded walls,
Feeling no desire to stick around
And witness mankind's fall.

Life is no fit paradise
For one pondering alone,
It suffocates a thinking mind,
Favoring a squalid drone.

As society lost respect,
The pessimist rose and tolled the bell
Then the final decision was made
To bid a dying world farewell.