Winning Loss

I felt the blood drip down.. down... down
Down my cheek from my unfocused eyes
Down my chin from my lips, grinning
Down my arm from my shoulder
Down my fingertips from my shaking wrist
I felt my conscious slip between my fingers like sand,
I fell to my knees,
As the world started fading around me I laughed
I won the battle but at what cost?
All I could see was the ruins of the battlefield, reduced to nothing but rubble and flames.
I slumped forward my face hit the rubble.
My eyes closed my breathing slowed and slowed until it finally stopped.
The blood slowed its drip until it stopped and the world fell silent once more.