Last Laugh

Young People Laughing by Francisco Goya

How does it feel

When desire becomes feigned

Life meets a hollow sky

Every faces perished in mesmerize.

Last laugh is a sinister

From the veil of inferno.

My shoulders can carry

Tons of ashes burned by love.

No pressure, be relax.

Today is like a calm mountain

Until tomorrow it becomes a roaring ocean.

You just be relax.

Define me by my works

Make your eyes wider

Last laugh is a sinister

Wake up, your time will be over.

Since I became numb

Can not see worst in people

All seems like it is the nature

Where last laugh does not last long.