h, the burden, bleeding out of my eyes. The world...

Oh, the burden, bleeding out of my eyes. The world is on fire. I was wrong to leave. I avoided the perfect one more time. Still, when they kicked me out of jail the next morning, I was on my knees, dogs barking. (Subtle red and white highlights:.7). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9). Epic, cinematic, dramatic, dystopian, futuristic. Surreal.