Do not read this, its not finish

**I'm sorry, but i was writing this poem on here, and i did not complete it. if you read it I'm sorry but its not finish. i did finish it once but i lost the original, and my memory is not that great. sorry.

Ive come to realize
in my hour of need
no help of friends will come
the darkness will not heed
my light has no fuel to feed
i bow before the darken greed
and ask my final plead
for this light to lead

out of this darken chamber
out of this hell
with no hope for escape
from this cell
under their horrid spell
while they yell
while they dwell
all the horror they impel

too much to take
no longer speak
just drones of screams
overpowering shrieks
life grows weak
while blood leaks
tears roll down cheeks
cries reach their peak

my light begins to fade
no friends to aid
life a broken jade
evil invade
no chance to invade

so I'm left alone
left to die
no friends to come
as i cry
hope becomes a lie
while they spy
with their black eye
i no longer try

i finally realized
in my death bed
hope was not my escape
but the thought in my head
the light that was fed
my eyes that bled
my soul that fled
as i lay dead