The Immortal One Does

Sunlight rays
Having their way in his room
Birds chirping
It’s a dawn

His pillow
Soaked in the precious fluid
His body glued on the bed
A dark cloud over his head

The sink
Stinking
Memories of happiness
Turning blurry

A perfect mask: the smile
A fallen world it is
No one cares

No mortal cares
But the Immortal One does
Unto Him cast your cares
For you He cares