War for peace

I am violence I yearn for peace I sit on fields for days and days eager for its arrival I do see men, splitting their skin and tearing their flesh Blood coats me like once water did, now I see water as tears of their families Days turn into years I still wait patiently I don't see men anymore, I see lifeless bodies piling up near me But I don't budge I still wait aimlessly I see it finally; somewhere in the clouds Perhaps it is a star or it just hides among them I can't reach it I cry and wail and scream of longing that turned into pain Yet I find it drift away I bury myself under the soil with no hope All I see is grief and vain Peace doesn't lay here Peace doesn't lay where I do; I was a lie, a ghost of nothing