Anything

Is there anything to do?
Is there anyone to tell?
Overhead the darkness looms
As I'm dying in this hell.

Depression broke my weapons,
The pain shattered my shields
I can't help but be frightened
When my fate is mine to wield

The tears reduced my fire,
The blade weakened my star
My strength will soon tire,
The knife captured my heart

I need to see blood flowing
I want to feel my death
I cry without them knowing,
I long to let out my last breath

Is there anything to do?
Is there anyone to tell?
Overhead the darkness looms
As I'm dying in this hell.

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