The floodlights of hell

If hell was floodlit would it all become clear
What is the purpose, why am i here

If i opened my heart would i see the truth
Or the headstone at the grave of my stolen youth

If im here today and gone tomorrow
Would you lovingly grieve or just drown your sorrows

if i silently scream to the blackness at night
Would it echo away before mornings light

If i take my life will i leave it behind
Or will my cursed existence reign on in my mind?