A toast to the dead.
To those who have fled.
To those who are alone.
To you my friend, without a home.
A toast to depression.
[The slice of my wrists]
A toast to oppression.
[The longing of my mother]
A toast to confession.
[I wish it was me not her]
I toast to my despair.
To my deaths affair.
Be aware.
For theres a war to declare.
Author notes
I want out of here.
