The end is now upon us

The end is near
so much fear
a desolate soul
one big gaping hole

aching
thinking
crying
sinking

lonely
sad
losing it
lost it

to much
its fighting through
no longer wanted
no longer needed

no one to turn to
no were to go
these feelings are killing me
i feel worse than low

burning
cutting
shaking
biting

my Head bowed low
as i walk through the walls
not noticed not wanted
shrinking from all the tall