Heavy heart

A heavy heart, the world on my shoulders, and the pressure building as big as a skyscraper, to were I collapse from an exploding aggression within me,too much pressure from the world that Im living in, no exaggeration to my environment, people now a days lost in there own translation, so humanity instead of coming closer we par more and more, no understanding of our own thoughts no peace in the making, but way far from being lost, and each day passing like a ghost as we ourselves never stop for a few seconds at least if not a minute to spare, to come out to the world to stare into an abyss of darkness as I watch the night sky beautifully light up a never ending darkness in our time and in space, watching it all unfold at the palm of my hand a heavy heart that belongs here within me.....