It has started,this war.
The end is near but not near enough.
So many things to cry about,
but i ran out of tears.
Blood is shed, unseen to the world
unknown to the passers.
Time goes so quickly,
as each grain falls,
we slowly lose ourselves.
we cannot change this fate that lies before us,
and i will not even try, i had enough.
SCREAM MY LUNGS OUT,
but they don hear
CRY MY HEART OUT,
but they don see
STOP CARING ABOUT LIFE,
and they complain