Broken Seed

My heart lies beyond a seed.
it pumps blood everytime it bleeds.
It's core beats to my lungs
but my sorrow speaks with it's tongue.
I feel pressured with my viens.
I'm to be memberize with my life as i want it to fade.
Cries of my memories are hard to bare.
because I had no else with care.
My eyes speak with anger, every life that I blink is with more and more pressure.
More and More is to come
when life is peaceful that's when i'll be done .