Lupus1

as the dust settles on this battlefeild that is in me. i see the wounds  upon my body. the blood dripping from my limbs. pink tears fall from my chin. i cant remember what i had done but their is nothing left. no living creature near me. my hands shaking. my legs begain to tremble.  what have i done. i suddenly see someone that looks like me standing in front of me laughung as i fall to the ground. "what have you done?" i cry the figure not even wounded. begains to walk away.  my body broken and weak is left in the dust. the times have changed. i cannot fight this battle anymore. not alone anymore. as i lie in suffering. the day becomes ni