My mind is like a dying kitten that’s in a puddle.
The kitten died from losing hope in life and died without hope.
The puddle was once solid with dreams and goals but got crushed.
The kitten wanted to live on showing that it could do it without any help.
The kitten tried without any help and that’s why it died.
It needs friends to help it needs itself too.
But in the end, its gone forever.