Its just there,

On my bosom,

Just there.

Centre point. 

It feels heavy,

This weight is wrapped,

Front of my chest,

Penetrates my soul.

Takes away,

Joy,

Into misery -

Long life companion.

Isolated,

Dark,

Worn out,

Become my solid career.

Prolonged bouts of sadness,

Indication of one's life,

I used to desire riches, wealth, and travel, a wife and 2.4 kids. 

Path has been twisted, freedom is now the wish, I cling on too. 

Dream is to become a bird, 

Fly away from this disturbed nest,

Away from the dark cuckoo,

Onto branches new. 

Yet  I fear death will soon take me,

Time waits for no-one,

The sunrise is setting,

Vision and life deteriotates too.