Silent pleas, hear loud

Black hole in my chest,
You ache me so
cracks around the edges,
pain is all i know.
In the depths of this hole,
is a small living thing,
Wanting to fly,
to spread its wing.
It beats slowly,
To its own tune.
I'm waiting for it to crash,
its life will end soon.
Where is the life blood,
that once flowed so well?
There is none now,
of that i can tell.
Went first was the sight,
then the hearing,
All i wish to see,
is the heavenly clearing.
My fingers grow numb,
the edges go black,
This world never did,
cut me the slack.
But i can do is sing this ending song.
Albaster love,
Help me now,
You said you would,
some way, some how.
I did as you said,
I did your will,
Tell me,
why am i the wolves kill.
Pain jarrs on,
Stabbing as much as a swamp is full of moss,
Because i know,
I'll soon be on the cross.
I pray for them still,
I know they could turn around
But still they beat me,
as i lie on the ground.