Suicidal Hell

Loneliness claws at my heart
Like an ill-gotten wrench
Of the seedy taverns beyond
Tugging at your purse strings

Tears leave my eyes
As I think about what was not
Drive them away the images of deceit!
Easier said then done

Free thyself from the vicious cycle
Sace yourself and forget about me
For I face a dead end
Of spikes and stakes

It is but a haunting enemy
Leaving no traces
Comes and goes
Like will o' wisps of Calavern

I cry out in surrender
Seeking deliverance yes I will repent!
Suffer me this no longer
Lest I commit myself to hell
Thy will be done!