The light has been eclipsed.
Hate slips from my lips.
There's blood in my veins but the pathways not clear.
I've got a heavy heart weighed down by fear.
How the Hell did I wind up here?
I don't need the worlds feedback.
Most of it is completely whacked.
Who wants to live in a world when you feel constantly attacked.
People want to kill you for your ideas.
I dont need their artificial tears.
I've had a Heavy heart for years
©budmac38
B