Analysis of Inferno

Pleasure seeking till we can't anymore.
we search for happiness,
Roam the streets till we can't anymore.
The trees we roll, the spliffs we blaze,
The voids within that deepen and widen
we constantly attempt to fill them with
smoke till we can't anymore.
Everyday we die more than we live,
The life we once felt within has worn out.
The inferno is constantly clinging onto
our souls. Reaching, striving, we are
constantly striving to escape the inferno
that torments our souls,
Our existence is a melancholic loop.