a poem i wrote but too lazy to title

and i've got wounds for the wounds that never heal. and i've got words, so many words i cannot deal. You are gone but you won't go away. The sun is shining but the sky still gray. I'm hanging on..to forever and a day. Where have you gone? My sweetest of meadows. Where do you sleep when i lie awake? From the heavens, to a crumbling ghetto, i will wait. i will wait, i will wait.
beneath the hope of a dead god, i levitate beyond the fog,  the wind recites the epilogue , the girl and her 3 legged dog. They all lead me to every flaw that smashed the mirror when i saw. It's over now the harvest sown.  The echoes hushed, the seeds all grown. No turning back, no blood from stones. From the heavens to  demon's home. I will wait. but not alone. Between the words, beneath the wounds. The elephant has left the room. bye.