No more tears

Hopelessness

Sometimes I wish that I would die;
I have no more tears left to cry.
So I give in; death has won,
All hope in me is dead and gone.

Let the blood spill from my hollow heart,
My whole soul is tortured; every part.
I can’t bare to live any longer;
Death's appeal has never been stronger.

He loves her as much as I love him,
So you see there’s no point, I give in.
He holds my heart in the palm of his hand,
So I shall never be complete so long as I am in this land.