Strength

I have no strength left
Except for that in which I am given
The weight of water
Is far less than the weight I carry
This burden tears
Endlessly at my cold, clammy skin
Making each laceration deeper
As it cuts into my soul

The days seem endless
The nights are sleepless
And I walk on further
As if following a trail of breadcrumbs

I am a servant to this bringer of pain
It pulls on my cloak
And whispers lies into my ears
It calls to me and asks me my name
But I do not let it speak
For it would cast a spell on my wits
That have grown so weak as of late

My faith has vanished
Like so many friends
And my hope is set upon the edge of a knife
And when I can bare moving my limbs no longer
Strength carries me into the pits of hell
To rid me of this burden, this evil
Forever