My Hope Will Be My Undoing

I thought I was done,
When I saw my blade
Cast away into darkness.

But now I feel
This flood of pain
Washing me away.

I’m losing my faith.
I can feel myself breaking again.

My yearn for blood
Is becoming so strong.
Everywhere I look
I am reminded of what
The blade has given me.

It seems to be my only hope.
The hope that will be my undoing.
The one thing that helps,
Will do the most damage
In the end.