I lie in a wasteland
of golden sand —
I’ve waited so long,
and I no longer know
what I am waiting for.
Will my own tears
wash me away?
Or will I be buried
in this unforgiving land?
Forsaken and left
to settle beneath
the treacherous sands
of lost time,
I am slowly sinking —
voice forgotten,
hope abandoned,
with everything true
and beautiful
reduced to particles
to be tossed by the wind.