Desolate Awaiting Dawn

With not a thing to give  
This razor in my wrist  
Everyone I have to forgive  
Give away a final kiss  
Jumper, fall forever  
Forever like never  
Is a void I can't picture  
But my evils hold no cure  
If my grave would levitate  
Like a winged razorblade  
Of despair and a sadness  
Melting into a great madness  
It is the darkest taste  
To stand in my disgrace  
Look at my nude face  
And wish to disappear  
Without a trace  
My suicide forthcoming  
The rot of agony incoming  
If a light were to appear  
So my path be clear  
Perhaps I'd have no fear  
Out of hell, out of hell  
Jesus I need you near.

*Entered in a comp here
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