Unholy Shell (Updated)

I live inside a fucking Shell.
A god damned unholy hell.
I want nothing more than to escape.
It's that hope alone that penetrates.
It enters my mind, and swirls.
It spins around like dancing girls.

My thoughts are like a thunder storm.
My mind, body, and soul are torn.
I am weak, and want to end it all.
But instead I stay, and again I fall.
I must leave, and catch a train.

Or the terror won't cease to reign.
I will kill to end this pain.
If I must, I will hit like a train.
I bottle my anger, and it hurts.
I must leave before blood spurts.