Fetching Life

I lie in my back, mouth open wide, hoping to breathe out my feelings I seem to be taking more in, hence no change occurs. All my days I wake hoping to have different feelings, But this heart is always heavy, it’s under Thor’s hammer I can’t free myself from the burns inside, the negativity Roots are too thick, can’t plunge them out. No matter how long I breathe there’s no reaction, Except looking like a fool. My only wish is to take it out , destroy it ,then create a clean one A heart that has never beared pain, that knows no sorrow. Fools hope I know, because as long as I live I will have to experience the brutality of life. What then? I can’t stop being human, can I ? The tragedies are what maketh the man. But I won’t stop lying in my back and breathing it out, Because what’s a human without hope?