as I lay down my vary being

I've lost my will to fight. my core the very fiber of my being lays down like a wastland tarnished by past years of decay . as I lay here I think to myself this world this beautiful and ,wretched world there's nothing here that flows through my heart but pain and sorrow so I lay my shattered heart on the ground of this hardened floor to be washed way Into the sands of time forever flowing in the back of my mind .