It hurts, when the depression sets in and takes over.
When the blood hits the floor in a pitter patter.
It feels like love is no more.
It feels like there's no hope for humanity.
No light for insanity.
With broken hearts and slashed wrists.
Torn out souls and ropes and guns.
Broken people do regrettable things.
In a heartbeat, a heart can beat no more.
Lungs can breath no more.
Life can live no more.
We can be no more.
