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.
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