My Hope Is My Destroyer

Slowly dying,
I have been locked away.
My hope is my destroyer,
So lay me to waste.

Angry greed has broken these bones,
cold dark despair has made its home.
There is no comfort,
for I cannot be loved.

Nothing seems to matter anymore,
just another chapter in loathing.
Listen to the vast choirs,
as the trumpets of death sound.

Once my fury stood ready.
Now I am just a doomed lover,
to the bitter dreadful hours.

Fall with me, my hope is my destroyer.
To my body, to my funeral,
I am the one to remain tombless.

My black heart longs,
to return to the beautiful,
but in the grieving age of reality,
my hope is my destroyer..........