True Hell

My punishment is life
Just for being alive
I cannot seem to die
No matter how hard i try

This might as well be hell
The eternal burning in my heart
The eternal loneliness
And the feeling of being wrenched apart

The sins consume me
I am not a saint
Neither am i humble
I fill the void with complaint

I strive to better myself
While i walk barefoot along these jagged streets
Just walking in circles
Dead on my feet

Tears would stream uncontrollably
If only i could cry
(if i weren't dead inside)
Unfortunately, i can't
my face remains forever dry