We Are Loved

And always…

We are left out

We are sacrificed

Broken hearted

Monsters

Fires burn by night

Fueled by blood and muffled tears

Burning holes in the sun

Burning holes in our minds.

Lifeless and bloodied sinners

Tearing at the lost children of today.

Monsters

Eyes turned inside out

Staring at the wreckage

The wounds

The fading moments you think are gone, but

Always return when you think it’s okay.

In a battle forlorn, lost and bickering

The truth is that there is not one truth

But conflicting truths

The undesirable idea of being wrong

The fuel that keeps the fire in the day

At the back of our mind.

To be extinguished

To have nothing left to look for

Truth found

Battle drawn

Nothing left

Right?

Left

What’s left?

Pieces

Not peace, by far ways

Never peace.

Always a step behind the war.