who cares?

A strip of joys
brought by tiny flowers
colorfully inviting though
on the side of road
failed to fade away
dark gloom stuck
heavily to the ground
brought by heavy downpours
Waited to be touched,
to be admired,
to be inspired,
but all in vain..
The aim was
already gone,
before coming of dawn,
death of emotions,
death of aspirations,
aimless living,
only mattered most..
Lost longing
brought to ashes
all fading
out of grip
slipping through hands
Weary feet
condensed in a closed sphere
No never relying
on any bright colors
facing darkness not new
nothing meant fair
Not caring for oneself
or any expected share
deep within realize
all's false
all's unfair
this life
has to fade
is fading everywhere..
who cares?