Personal Hell

All alone in this life I am,
Cut from the heart,
And locked away without any memory,
I have to know who it is that I am,
Or I can not be,

For me to not know who it is I am,
Is for me to believe a lie and feed my fear,
A fear of not knowing or understanding,
A challenge to be someone who I am not,
And find out who I really am,

Without a friend or care in the world,
I am depressed and lost from within,
Searching for meaning without a cause,
Without a chance or hope of finding,
I still believe I may one day find it,

Without a just cause I seek,
Nothing but heart break and anger,
And the cold heart grows colder,
And even more silent in this Personal Hell