The World Is Not Fair

Total darkness absolute silence. Shadows creeping, all sleeping. Can someone hear my humble cry. Heart fragile, tears rolling cold wind blowing. A world filled with uncertainties, world full of danger. There's a mind bending optical illusion A heart weeping in sorrow. Praying and hoping for a better tomorrow. But still have faith lame and shallow. Our heart and happiness are barely on speaking terms. We always squirm and struggle to stand firm. The sun of sorrow always slants through the Windows of our heart. And cause us to face each day's wrath. Fear rules, courage is but a slave. Confusion flows here and there like the oceans wave. Life , to us is an anarchy of a broken heart against a tortured soul. Stress knots our muscles with our flesh and bones We are always down in spirit soaring, sailing through the ocean of scream. Minds devoid of good thoughts, there is still a doubt in our tomorrow's dream. Heart bears love no more it rather rests in a deep mayhem The world is not fair it's too dark. STRANJA