Life in my Final Resting Place

What a difference time creates
Six months pass and love abates
Finance turns a heavy chore
Transportation is no more

Due life and death, my friends are gone
So few are left to lean upon
They fight their causes far and wide
While I wage my own war inside

As stars sing silent lullabies
From vigils far above the skies
Madness renews Her reign once more
My Kind has played Her host before

Defying sleep, I curse the night
To sleep at dawn's first inky light
Instinct dictates that I should flee
After the long eve's misery

When lives I dreamed where mine are gone
And leave me forced to carry on
Mirth and hope have left no trace:
Life in my final resting place.