Third World Life

I sit in the dark all alone As I watch the planet collapse I can see the world burn I see this all coming to an end What is the point of finding love What is the point of having children In a world like this, all hope is lost Everyday I wish to die But yet I don't dare take my own life I don't wanna go to hell But I had enough of waking up Can't tell the difference between reality and my own thoughts I'm slowly losing myself I can't escape my wretched thoughts I feel so evil, yet so broken Of what I've seen, it makes me want to shut down I've been down this road, once before It was so dark and burning cold An old woman sat under a tree Before I could even speak, she grabbed me by the hand Looked me in the eyes and I saw A timeline of suffering through her eyes Then she pushed me away without saying a word Started waving her hands and talking to herself I was paralyzed in permanent fear Her eyes bloodshot, skin pale yellow This land is a hellhole