My life is no life in any light
My heart feels only pain even  breathing has weakend my soul.
I look  into the eyes of  delectation and feel despair l to look back
I beg for  some jubilation  to take my soul and release me from misery
thats all I see and feel is the dispair in my eyes
How can one look unto another in this way and insert nothing but  evil and then portray glee for the deminishing of their heart
Double bladed are the Hippocrates that adore admiration.