How sad to be in a state, but principles will satiate, don't be fed with the little, and for the much do settle, life is still a choice, don't listen to that voice, forever cut the tie and maybe you won't die, in this desolation, in your own frustration.

A bit of advice, as this poem is so very deep, haha. :-)

Stealing a word from the beautiful Lady Mel Liz- this is breathtakingly sad, but so beautifully written. Well done, Michael! And so much love and peace to you!