My Darkest Hour

My new collection of poetry untitled its the truth no more hiding

I've been waiting for my knight in shining armor
To free me from my dungeon of feelings I start to harbor
Lately these past few weeks I'm starting to get bothered
So stressed out completely I have to pray to my holy Father
I know I'm not the perfect guy but I try to come close
That's one of the few things in life I had to struggle with most
Still going through it till this day with a hard drink in my hand
My life is a hourglass time falling through like the sand
I've lost every ounce of my power
I'm witnessing my darkest hour

I need to stop drinking and try to sober up
I don't need no more alcohol poured into my cup
Everytime I get a drink it reminds me of the past
It numbs me temporarily but the feeling won't last
It never does it never will so why do I still rebel?
So stubborn and so stuck in my ways I'm trapped inside hell
A glass bottle with curves is all I need to feel loved
With a side of coke and marajuana life is better when I'm drugged
I've lost every ounce of my power
I'm witnessing my darkest hour

I'm not really loved by anyone somebody get the gun
So I can commit my suicide I hate my life I'm done
I got no friends my family hates me I'm used to being alone
By myself inside my house but it doesn't feel like a home
Taking shots and popping pills when will the misery end
The only thing I was searching for was a genuine type of friend
Somebody to let me know that everything will be okay
Motivate me to live my life and continue another day
I've lost every ounce of my power
I'm witnessing my darkest hour