Wrath Of Heart Breaks Poem by Benney Brown

This day will it be not, i pray
when the night becomes barren
and the heart stops smiling
this day will it be not, i pray
when the heart sheds blood like the tears of nature
this day will it be not, i pray
when i eat a meal made by sadness and drink the wine called fraustration
this day will it be not, i pray when the bestial tooth of heartbreaks eats deeply into my soften heart
this day, ne'er wouldst it e'er come to the future for i shalt be lonely like the clouds with the blood of bitterness runnin through my veins