the mirage

A broken heart,

a broken soul,

broken bottles,

scattered ashes,

end to the beautiful,

an end to the divine.

Good turns bad,

reason is lost,

hope vanished, ships lost at sea.

Cracks in walls,

we lost all, we fall low,

we lay in defeat,

enveloped in emptiness.

We drum up dust,

pains of heartbeats,

injuries to our soul.

Death by a thousand kills,

graveyard of lost souls,

cries made, howls to the heavens,

broken bonds.

We try to hold water,

we fall in a vacuum.

We slow float,

ashes to ashes,

nothing to nothing,

a mirage.