Tick Tock

Is this the weight of the world,
Or another seismic shift?
This elephant on my chest refuses to leave.
Your vacant seat was filled with the eyes of a vacated heart.
I can't stand the look of you anymore.
Your trouble Brews and you have no release.
Break the pot.
Let it out.
But you refuse.
You lost your soul fighting a war you couldn't win.
You lost your way shining the light for everyone else.
You lost your time trying to rectify the past.
Now it's just you, and your demons.
A wayward, soulless, soldier fighting the demons you imagined and created.
It's a losing battle.
You're just to proud to quit.