This Is The Sad Part

Lifeless

I walked towards clusters of haze
Into this cold night
Sat down on the grass in a daze
Looked out at the sight

Stones of gray
Carved from souls
Reaching up for a way
To leave their holes

Moonlight lit the lot
But my eyes still were dark
Trapped in this spot
Where fire barely can spark

Eternal burning flames
Smothered out
Stone-carved names
Silent, they shout

I walk down toward
My own catacomb
I've raised my sword
I'll end my poem

I can not finish the task
I am still only helpless
What next, you may ask?
In life I remain lifeless