Is It My Destiny

Verse 1:
Staring at the pages of my life,
So cluttered
Sorting through the years of mistakes,
My nightmares
Regretting the choices of my past,
So sorry
Wishing for a miracle of hope,
My daylight

Chorus:
Falling, into the black hole
Falling, into the trap
Falling, with no way out
Is this my choice or is it my destiny

Verse 2:
Stumbling into the pattern of before,
A repeat
Crying for a way out of the maze,
So confused
Wanting to end this game of life,
A quitter
Fleeing from this version of myself,
So tired

Bridge:
If I resolve to make a change
Would it make a difference in this big time game?
Will I be different from before?
Or will the blackness devour me more?

Please share your thoughts.

I liked your poem, especially the format.
I have two suggestions...

Was this my choice or is it my destiny

Would it make a difference in life's cruel game?