Weight of the world
Grief
The pain of life at its worst
Hit me like a blow to the gut
Blood rushing emotions high
I don’t know which is left or right
Senses out of control like a blazing fire
Don’t know where to go
I am in my time of need
I need to release and be free
I digress and accept
I accept the world and the problems to be
My time is now
This is my time to step up and gain control
Take the world by its horns and regain my place on the throne
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