Left without Hope

It creeps away from the poison in my soul,
That is growing and ripping me apart,
Hiding from a darkness inside of myself,
That is consuming what's left of my heart.

It escapes through the tips of my fingers,
Dripping into the unknown,
It leaks straight from my spirit's remains,
It quietly leaves me cold.

The last of my hope finally slipped away,
If only I could have held on to it a little more,
I wouldn't be lying here in this place,
That I made when I became torn.

New caverns filled with guilt engulfed me,
Where my regrets stay here to haunt,
There's no light to guide my way out of this hell,
My demons roam within me-here to endlessly daunt.

I scream a last plea for help to the heavens,
As the voices in my head guide my hands,
But no angels can save me from myself,
As I remove my own ability to stand.

I take one more breathe with a thought,
As the shine of the knife fills my vision,
It was my own fault I couldn't fight my own fear,
It's my fault I made one last wrong decision.

A darkness fills my existence,
There's no light or no family that waits,
I did the one thing I always have done,
I destroyed my life and my fate.