It's Too Late For This World To Feel Love Again

Days of sleepless nights, drops of infinite tears, eyes of constant pain, is what i had all years.. listening to the remote music of life roaming through my thoughts into its beautiful lullaby.. allowing my soul to rove into the distant places bearing with them their solitude, baring with them the agony that the world had caused for leaving them alone, for leaving them carelessly with no sympathy .. trying to be like the clouds as they move away when the thunder appears, trying to be like the clouds as they wait for this ablaze of anger calm, and then come back with the beauty of white subsiding away their pain.. infront of the mirror i stand feeling the god in me dying and crying for help when it's already too late, when it's already to late for this world to feel love again ..