Future Past

Alone again, I cease to live,
Nothing left for me to give,
You stole it all, you took my joy,
You used me as your living toy.
The darkness smiles and welcomes me,
I step into what I cannot see,
And as I fall into my past,
Full of promises which did not last,
I stop and think and wait a while-
Is this to be my hardest trial?
Will my past dare to cross this line,
To steal all my future time,
Or will I let my childish dreams,
Fall apart; split the seams,
Will light begin to brighten me?
Will this darkness ever let me be?