Fatalistic

Another day, another news bulletin, another panicked descent into a slough of despond. The more I hear and see, the more convinced I am that I'll die in prison, or some kind of 'concentration camp', or do the deed myself to evade that consequence. I could talk at length about the hatred of the world at large, but, when it comes down to it, no-one could ever hate me more than I hate myself.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B