Last Night of Waiting

I wait alone inside my room
Where am I to find the hope
The light that guides us all
Through the darkest time of night

A time that tortures, a time that kills
Where is the hope that is often told
A myth, a legend
A story to be sold

There is no hope in this life
Only waiting
Waiting for death’s blade to fall upon you
When that may be, only Fate can know

There is but one way
A choice that ends the wait
A choice that begins your after life
A knife and a wrist is all you need

The pain is quick
The blood is a river overflowing the desert land
How graceful it flows, how graceful it trickles
The hope has come, eternal sleep