A bleeding heart

Chapter-1

An empty shell, waiting to be crushed,

Their expectations, I ain't even close,

My wishes, always shushed, 

I'm just existing, nothing to lose,

Attempting to, but always pushed,

This was, nothing I could choose.

Every morning, commences mourning,

The mere existence, just like magic,

Moving on, just imagining,

All that was, not so tragic,

Light of the sun, always fading,

Everything happened, void of logic.

I know this sounds, too depressing,

But life is not, always optimistic,

Sometimes it gets, too distressing,

The downfalls, get too drastic,

Survive the ones, who don't keep mourning,

Through the pessimism, be optimistic.

Now that I am on the rise,

They scuttle around me like tiny mice,

Here I come out of the ice,

To achieve until i suffice,

All my enemies, had a tragic demise,

I can only hear their woeful cries.