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Fatigue
So tired of fighting a useless battle
conscripted since the day I was born
surrounded by echoes of sullied prattle
cortices languished, ligaments torn
wandering blindly like lance driven cattle
lowing so softly, haunches are branded
chains clamped round my neck are rattled
yet the wolves hang back, cant understand it
I'm defenseless, yet they merely watch from the shadows
chops dripping crimson, growl in the throat
lift my chin up in an attempt of bravado
the point weakens and wobbles, not one to gloat
why can't I love him? Its all that he's asked
to return in kind such undeserved blessings
my back turned away, moment has passed
black wounds are festering, seeping through dressings
air in my lungs so soupy and rank
breath smells of death, lies on the tongue
tears streaming down, knife in the flank
red spilling forth, guess my time has come.
