Nothing I’ve burned for is more tormenting.
For my sins,
There is no repenting.
The scars will not heal,
The haze in my lungs will not leave.
I told myself it wasn't real,
But I just can't believe.
The fire in my veins
That burns in hate for them
Has the heat of a thousand suns,
And now I drown in the inferno
That is the memories of what they have done.