So Much Death and So Little Love

Fragile and crumbling
Like an autumn leaf,
I desperately tried
To question her heart
Like appealing to a deity,
Whether there was still
Any remembrance of love
That could keep us clinging
To a relationship adrift
In a galaxy of misery
Or bogged down
In a field of defeat.

With the courage
Of a dying woman
With nothing left to protect,
She told me
The only feelings that remain
Are feelings of regret;
And she cut me loose
Like dead cumbersome weight
That threatened or survival.

I never had
More anguish in my eyes
While gazing at the anguish
In the eyes of another.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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