Giving up? Not yet.

As the world drowns yet again in sorrow,
even as we try denying it, we know the truth
that it's all going down and it's only going to harrow
what's left of our battered souls. We bear the wrath
of sins from the past, searching for a tomorrow
that will be free from the binds of sloth.

When happiness becomes a mere illusion
leaving one to wonder if it was ever theirs to lose;
"make" yourself happy, we think - to what end though?
When what you stand for fails, or fails you - trepidation
results, principles and faith we start to peruse,
the outcome of which we may never know.

Isolation by choice ensues. The world gives up on you
because when you give up on the world, on life -
nothing out there is what you want anymore.
It's as bad as this, or worse. If any of what you believed in is true,
you'll know that this is not the end - but is the mind in strife
with reality? Until you know, it's best to get back to what you were before.