Sleeping silently,
waiting for them to come,
waiting to be taken away,
I fall from great hights,
and the demons cry my name,
darkness closes around me,
and I try to escape,
the terror of the blinding darkness, I fall beyond all reach.
Many sleepless nights,
I lie awake and think of you,
The last of my memories spill before me,
and the blood from my throat forms a puddle on the floor,
I wish I could help you,
and those that I lost,
but my end has come,
and I will not fight...

Just a poem I wrote, I hope you like it...

I cry in pain, as my sins spread round me like fire,
I am a victum of my own selfish desire,
Falling too far, calling for help,
My selfish desires, make me a whelp,
The burning pain, I endured for years,
The pain I am feeling, brings forth the tears,
I sit alone, and for the pain I weap,

I can't think of anything to rhym with weap, if anyone who reads this can find saomething to go with weap, please tell me.