Psalm 22 post-grunge angsty

My God, my God, why have you abandoned me?

Left me screaming in the dark, where no one hears a thing.

I call your name till my voice breaks,

Day turns to night, still nothing—nothing changes.

You’re the one they praise, the one who saved the old,

But I’m just a shadow, worthless, left out in the cold.

They laugh in my face, they spit and they stare,

“Call on your God, let’s see if he cares.”

Hands torn apart, feet nailed to the ground,

Clothes ripped away while the crowd gathers ‘round.

Bulls and lions circle, closing in tight,

I’m drowning in pain, fading out of sight.

Don’t turn away—my strength is gone,

Save me from this hell before I’m done.

I’ll scream your name when the silence breaks,

Through the hurt, through the hate.