Cold And Alone Poem by domanick schulte

when we are born,
we are torn,
then we get put back together,
like a jigsaw,
then when we get older,
we think we are bolder,
then our hearts will pump faster,
when we come in a cluster,
some people cry,
because they are cold and alone,
every time they cry,
they want to die,
they want to die because,
they know they don't belong,
because they have anxiety,
that plays on their strings,
and won't stop playing until,
they kill the anxiety,
then they are free until they come over another being,
then they try and help each other,
they'll be free if we achieve the same goal as them,
they'll keep on trying for years condemn,
if we strive then they can achieve,
then they can be like you and me,
so please help each other,
because we need each other.