My own personal hell.

I'm walking through my own personal hell.
I know what I did to get here.
I figured it would be fun, but now I'm gone.
When did it all go wrong? Was it my own stupidity
I fight my way out. I will die.
No. I am already dead.
My lover will not miss me.
He doesn't truely care.
This is my own personal hell.
But what nobady knows is that
I was already in hell. Before I died.
Before I met him.
I am in hell no matter where I am
Anywhere he isn't, I am in hell.
But together we committed a crime.
And now he is gone aswell
I'm going insane. Bring him back.
I have no faith..I give up.
This is my end.. I'm gone.