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my heart used to respect the light of the sun.
My heart had shone light through the path of those in need of another.
I had bled my heart and soul to respect other's wims.
I no longer see the light through the same lenses as others.
I don't let ideas of pain and agony overwhelm me.
I write my ideas now.
I let my soul spread throught the pages.
I let my wildest dreams come alive and breath onto others souls.
I no longer see the light as warming but as another reason i live in this world.
another reason i must continue writing until my soul has been cleansed.
Cleansed of the darkness and dread in my heart.
Cleansed of my mental hemmorrhage.