Where is the hope?

Harvesting words of deep harmful thoughts.
I don't know what I did but it was something wrong.

Company of crushed lyrics revolving in what I hear.
I try to think of the best but how can I when none is near?

Remind me of what I'm living for because this noose is becoming so familiar.

Ties that bind slit my throat.
I don't want this at all but it seems to cope how I feel.

Believe me I wanna live. But my heart is not living.
It is just not beating anymore.

Crimson stains left on the floor but ask me how I'm still living..and your question I'll ignore.

I'm writing the saddest song carved in what I say.
Nothing is right. No turning to what I need.
Come to find out there is no way.

Taking down my greatest fear of losing what means the most.
Becoming what is of now. Nothing in my life is near to hope.

I will stick with my imaginary love and satisfy my needs.
I would ask for more but nothing comes to me of what it could be.