Alone

Callouses and bruises,that's all there is,
To fill my shadowy grave,
No one to cry, no one to hold,
No one to take away the pain.
Of lonely hours in the dusty ground,
Of dreams unfulfilled,
The light's receding and its dark now,
So everything seems to be at ease.
But my ghost stands alone,
Near my tombstone, to pay the last respects,
For none came to cherish, to support,
None came to weep the one to be wept(for).