Adeacia

What do I do? You're so sad and alone, While I sit and moan, About, Things as meaningless as air To you, that is I can say my life is fair, my family and I can share, Care and be there for each other. While, You there, sit in your pit of self destruction, I want to reach out and give you light, Give you warmth, Give you golden spheres of joy. But, I can't, I am but fates toy, Forced to watch a sick movie, Your past is the ghost sent to haunt you, taunt you and Laugh while I mourn you. You stood once, A proud creation, But months, no Years you have crumbled, The dust of your hope, Blown sky high by some atomic bomb of destiny, How do