Pain and Quarry

This is my true story I've been through some horrible shit, pretty graphic and gory My whole life, I've been slept on like dormitories My heart has become rock; I can't dig it out of this Quarry My soul is cold. Am I burning in hell? We're stuck in this cell, this jail, this purgatory These hellish flames turn my body to ash like a crematory I know yall like the way I bust out these allegories I'm sorry, I'm just used to being lonely I am a tad bit odd, and it feels as if I'm the one and only I want to know love, can someone come and show me ? I want to feel joy, can someone come and hold me ? I'm tired of the pain, but it leeches by closely I fell in love with the pain, you may now approach me