Sadness welling up inside,
All prospects of hope are fading fast.
This hole in my soul is gaping wide,
A glaring reminder of my troubling past.

Sleep provides me no respite,
No shelter from the pain I feel.
I want to be free from this cursed sight,
From sorrow that feels all too real.

Imprisoned in darkness' loving embrace,
No light shines from the approaching dawn.
The problems I feel, I don't wish to face.
A runaway train to hell I'm on.

I'm tired of living a life I hate.
Now for the end I patiently wait.