Hell's Hollow

Emptiness and nothing more but this shell his jaded soul drags. Tears burn through, air thickens like blood drowning each sorrow. Killing the thrills of life, but exciting death as light fades from the eyes. Chains dangle from limbs playing their woe-ful tune. Beaten hands continuously raised above in hopes life had a second chance to give the poorly excuse, for a being. Eyes tempered by a soulless creator tightening the chains as if they were puppet strings. Condemning this creature to hell for eternity in his hollow shell.