Black Angel of Death-Part 1

You saw me sitting there, watching the broken wave’s crash upon the shore. I think of you and nothing more. Thunder clapped with each horrible memory. Please don't wonder. Please don't worry. Lightning breaks the sky as I sit there and wait. For the black angel of death to come lead me to hell's gate. I lay on the sand feeling incredibly dumb. I'm crying and screaming for death to come. Why haven’t you come? I'm begging and screaming for death to come lead me to hell! If not hell, then my grave either is well! I lay here with no purpose. No purpose in life, no purpose in living. Black angel of death, please come, I'm anxiously waiting. You wondered what was wrong but you didn't come ask. That could've saved me, that one simple task. Further and further I sunk into my darkness. Reaching up for something, anything to pull me back up. I sank further and further while you sat there and watched. I reached hopelessly up and waited, waited to be lifted out. I lay in the sand as the broken waves crashed around me. I cried and screamed for the black angel of death to come take me away. To hell? To my grave? I didn't care where; I just wanted her to take me away. Away from you? No, you pushed me out. Further and further. Deep into my darkness. Away from hell? No, I'm begging to go there, anywhere. I don't want to stay here. Away from hurt? No, too late for that. You did a lot and you sat there and laughed. Away from your lies? No, nothing could take those away. They've scared me deep and won't disappear. Away from your game? No, I already quit, pulled out and lost. I wouldn't be lying on the sand crying, screaming, for the black angel of death to come. Away for this life? Yes. Away from this life. I laid there and waited for my black angel of death to lead me away from this life. To live in my darkness, to drown in my darkness.