LOSS

The word loss, I hate you, the pain you cause my blood stream
               The tears I have to collect from the human flesh, the sorrow it fills my dark shadows,
I have opted my own heart, to fill the emptiness of my neighbours, the narrowness of the ocean,
                            The loss of the billion humans, the darken heart of heat in its narrow blood stream.

                                     Loss, you awaken to take a life from all aspect of life, no remorse to its kind
No fear for the kind, no fear for the caring, no fear for the lovers, take each burning soul as the burn of candle,
                             The soul you lose, the tear the ocean lives its red blood mark, the heart you stop to pound, the burden you let the flesh you carry, its tears you fill to opt like the red Nile.
                        Hear me ones, I carry the burden of the sea in my shoulders, the death of many flesh
            In my existence, the end game of my last heart beat.