The Weakening Heart

Endless sorrow, Heart feels hollow, Stress increases, Happiness decreases. The drag of despair, The feeling of care, The two are not the same. Despair is a savage beast to tame. Care is an angel sent to take the shame. My heart melts as I stand in the rain. In this life I have taken my limit in pain. I know there will be more as I go. Death approaches he is my foe. What do I do? Where do I run? Nothing to do, nowhere to run my life is done. Dark consumes my heart. Deep down a light starts. The light starts because someone comes along. She tells you in this world you belong. You have done great deeds. Many people claim that you are the person they need. You realize you have to fight. You stand up and you force away death with a strike. Your heart is weakening that is a fact. Just make sure you never give up and always fight back.