Graveyard

I’ve fought and lost again.

Only this time

there are no more battles to be fought.

I’m afraid the war is lost.

And I’m just sitting here

letting the aftermath

take its toll.

There’s no more horizon,

no praying to a God

who doesn’t see me.

No more dreams to pursue.

Just hope for a dream,

some miracle

whose shadow isn’t apparent

in this wasteland of wasted life,

this graveyard of broken loves

and dust and bones

where my heart has bled out

into the blood drenched mud.