This war is over (to you my new lost friend)

It is understood
this war is over
it was lost before it started
my own hopes
placed the sharp little pebbles
in the pocket
of my heart
for it to be heavy of despair.

This war is over
enough of this wasted friendship
that took more than it gave
enough blood has been spilled
to cover the soil of my dreams
and disarm this old soul
of its demands.

This war is over
look at my empty hands
stare at my shallow face
this war is over
but a white flag
will not be shown
on my behalf.