Nothing Special

[queen_of_stone]

I'm the only thing with a heartbeat for a hundred miles around.
It pounds against my rib cage
With a booming, crashing sound.
Memories like dust motes 
Fade in the dying light
There's no more greatness here
It gave up without a fight
Empty streets and houses
Run on mile for mile
And hope is but a memory
Long murdered for a glimpse of gold