Hopeless Poem by Ana xxx

i convinced my self to try again
in my cold room i have two candles of hope
i burn the first one and didn't last too much
it kept melting till the end..
and eventually the flame was gone through my dark walls it was gone

i lay on my floor dying..crying weeping
i still remember..her grave was warm and full of pain
at that time i coudldn't handle my loss..
and now i'm touching it's grave it's not warm..
it's frozen with deprassion, and hunted by my flames of pain

i now going ti light my last candle of hope..
my hands r trampling and my scars s pale
i hardly made it alive..

but now my candle fell down
so out of control
my pain
my hopeless soul..
my rusty hope