The Hope Conspiracy.

I am too gone to be saved as I have been emotionally drained...

My tears have turned into blood. I tried finding space, new skin for me to cut. My hands have been badly scarred. Each line that has been incarcerated has their own story to tell. I have wasted too much blood. I feel weak now...

There is nothing for me to do but grief. There is no way out. There is no hope. There is no joy. Only sorrow...

I feel as if I have started this path with you by my side. You held my hand tight. But, as the night got darker, you were losing grip. The forest whispered your name. You headed towards those whispered voices. You went without me. I got lost. I grew scared. But, I saw light above the density of confusion. It was far but visible enough for me to determine that it was the only way out. I neared it. But, fuck. I was wrong...

I went to the other side of Hell. I was deceived, as always. So, I turned around, searching for you. But I just can't seem to locate you. My worst fears were coming to life now...

I just wanna get better. I need to. I cannot stay like this forever. I need to get out of this nightmare. Can anybody wake me up? I think I am ready to get up...