The end has come

I’m bleeding from an open wound
As I walk down the dusty road
My poor voice, so out of tune
For miles in silence I strode

Last night I kissed the sun goodbye
And she left without a fuss
If only she knew she would not rise
For the air was thick with dust

Pain shot down my useless arm
As it hung limp at my side
I walked away from harm
My head held high with pride