Losses.

I am so scared of this day's end.
The line is drawn so very clear.
Nail shut the coffin inscribed "friend."
You stand there and I, here.
Strong foundation thought built on rock.
Oh, how we mistook the sand!
Infection's chilled hearts to shock.
Tread no longer hand in hand.
Human is as human does.
We bite the dust so quickly.
Always too headstrong for our cause,
Doomed to remain so sickly.