Happy End

The heaven cries yet again
Looming with gloom, loner, without a friend
Wet with grief of unending hurt
Drowns people with agony; cutting life short

The sun never seem to rise
In this room I no longer despise
Can you hear these ear-breaking cries
Where time stands still; it no longer flies

Ah! It seems the cogs are in motion
'Tis time to move, I should get in position
As the clouds stood clear on this time of the day
The ends of the sky looks red as I lay