I wasted so much,
Reviving a wilted flower,
I lost myself,
My confidence,
Now, I possess no power.
Beauty has succumbed,
To a thousand tortured hours,
My zest for life is numbed,
As my heart,
It cowers.

This solitude
Takes me nowhere,
An emptiness,
That leaves me bare.
Lost and lonely,
My devils gorge
Upon one another,
Strip my smile,
Force me under covers.

I am both slave
And master,
Eternally within myself,
I sit calm,
Watch as I rot,
Shed a lonesome tear
For my health,
For what I've felt,
For every desire
That is not.

I pause for thought,
What an insignificant war,
To have fought.