A dark,

Dreadful night,

Riled,

For a fight

 

As the intruder

Runs away.

Everything is fading,

As I beg her to stay.

 

I put my hand to the window,

As we drift a part.

Though she never looks,

As she blends my heart.

 

Tears follow,

In this night of Hell.

Alone, without her,

In this solitary cell.

 

My chest

Has been beaten.

All hope

Has been deployed.

 

All that remains now

Are ashes

Of dreams

That have been destroyed.

 

And these demons

That are chasing me,

While they laugh

In the heat.

 

Smiling

Blissfully

At my utter defeat.

 

Utter Defeat

Copyright 2001

By Jeff Benda

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