With my ink filled wand and riddled spells
I tell you things I should not tell
They plot my death but so do I
On my accord alone will I die
My tribulations double but I remiss
The case I plead they won’t dismiss
Prayers and hope have served me not
Perhaps I’m the one sheep God forgot
So much for the legend was me
This life is truly a horrible place to be
Valentine's Fall 
a beautifully accurate poem that tells of the system that was designed to break your back – so that you lack the ability to stand and see the reality for what it truly is…a nightmare within a dream. I loved this piece so much so that I must thank you for sharing it, and have to inquire as to what it was inspired your ire enough so that you take the task of writing this piece without being asked?
Personal experience
and yet you do not take it personally
for you know it(the system) does it to everybody
It’s just our life here
truly horrible