The New Year... Poem by Dislocated Heart

Bitter nor sweet..
whats wrong with these days?
Ppl used to walk around with great big smiles..
and all I seem to see are frowns..
death upon the living,
seeds planted for the surviving..

let us all be strong,
cuz we cant stand alone..
its unbearable..

Is this break up year?
is it death to the living?
is it.. suicidal days?
cutting till all blood drips, and dries away....

is this year.. dead but living corpses arise and walk among the planet?

Its a year of work, and hardship...
what is in store, I might not know..
but no matter what,
I know this heart of mines..
will forever keep you close...