Last prayer

a time ago i was very low,no so much today, but for tomorrow you'll never know.

My soul pines for you. I wither as I stare at the sun and go blind; I can no longer see your face. Let this give me peace and rest. My soul is tired of suffering but my tears find no rest. They fall as I did for you, yet I fell alone unlike they do. The fat drops of shame, regret, and sorrow are not alone and are not few, but my hours, with hope, will be. Let me find peace and my mind. My sanity wavers on a thin string and hope stays on, but oh dear sanity you are gone and I am not, how unfair. I wish to be gone from this suffering of my life. Sweet tears you fall for one who loves you not. Let it go as they have and find solace in silence and dry face. I could cry a river if only I was strong enough to throw myself in. I want to die. I want to breathe my last and be gone, to take sweet life’s kiss once more and no more all at once. It will be ok, dear heart, you will find your rest, but my hands cannot give it to you…to myself. A bitter sweet symphony falls from my eyes, as I taste the sadness of my mind. I am the weak willed, to sad to live, but to vain to die. May the lord find my soul and save us both, let me be grateful for this life and not mourn it as I “live.”