Changing Life

Old is the spirit of mine and tired is my soul,

Longing for something that will never come to realize,

Doing meaningless things around had been part of my routines.

Day by day, my gray hair multiplies,

Ash of the past had long been gone;

Yesterday is so far away from me,

So are my youth and happiness.

And what do I have now in my lonely arms?

Reality is so harsh on me,

Every beauty of life can only be found in dreams, but nightmare is all I have.

Gust of wind cut my delicate skin,

Over my head, the dark cloud enshrouds the sky;

None of the people I know is alive.

Everyone is dead, murdered mostly by Change.

Will and strength are drawn from me,

I am but an empty walking shell.

The fools can laugh at me now and the beggars can take the best of me too.

Haze of life had obscured my prospect completely.

Yielding to myself,

On the ground, I kneel.

Until the sun should stop to shine,

Rain should always fall upon me.

Life is not always beautiful,

Only you can change its nature.

Vision of the future should always have you,

Every new life shall sprout from your seeds of love again.

I love you.