Deathbed Battle Ground

My world is  a battle of disarray
 My lady, don't worry too much.

I'll be ok, sorry for the moment that I cant stay.

Dream to live is too far away.

morning is slowly dying,

a story of dawn to dusk.

no doubt or discerning,

I will love till to the last.

The evening is now approaching,

the great rivers continue flows

a promise-breaking!

in the blood, I float.

The bloodlust war

that never ends,

here on the battleground

please hear my amend.

I miss you,

every morning of my day.

I left your side without a word to say. 

Every night  I prayed!

oh God, please hear my prayers and amends

give me a dream that never ends.

Disclaimer: the picture is not mine and only the poem is mine

Reference to the Picture: http://artpaintingartist.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/War-Pieta-by-Max-Ginsburg.jpg