Leftover

Can’t you see?

I am but a metaphor.

a broken past,

a downcast future,

a stain you can’t erase,

I am

Sprawled out bones,

blood-stained armor,

left by a war without a victor,

I am

Look and see!

I am just a metaphor.

a busted marriage,

a dream forgotten,

a source of someone’s sorrow,

I am

Cadaver of a bygone marriage,

offspring of infidelity,

Out, damned spot! you plead,

I am

To be my own person,

not an emblem of withered love

and hope adrift,

I dream