endless care

Who cares...? If I spend all the night sleepless,
And everywhere has the same blue.
How much snow to wash away fire of loneliness,
Wherever the pain would, is just true.


And as I'm seeking for peace,
The incubus have choked my mind,
Too much times and ways along,
My age but my luck was died.


I rise my hands up to the sky,
Keeping cry out for my sense,
All the wishes I had draw,
Were just ways to be penitent?


And the main worries for the next,
Of all my days and years,
Could give that endless emotion of care,
Or it'll dissolve within these past tears.