Biohazard

Emptiness slips into my mind,
Emotion so fucking hard to find,
I center myself in this universe,
With peace amongst all the pains and hurts,
I think of all the things that wouldve been,
And the time I couldve spent with him,
But again comes sadness creeping in.
Taken by surprise stigmatized by the things Ive seen with my own eyes,
Traumatized until I realize that I gotta go on with my life.
I can only guess what I shouldve done then,