Tormented

No hope, no dreams, no happiness just purely tormented by nothing other than myself.

My mind seems to play tricks,
i resist the urge to live a lie
my secrets i cannot keep,even though my actions i cannot justify
i have sinned, i have done bad
i fill my heart with remorse
deep guilt thats inside,scattered emotions with no source
i hope the days get longer and my dreams are fullfilled
because happiness is all i seek, so i turn to a pill.