I am in hell, filled with hatred and gloom
The pain is unbearible, the hurt is extreme
My life is gone, drained of my lifeblood- that is she
Once filled with love, joy, and pleasure; how could she do this to me?

When she held me in her arms,
I could die right there, content
My mind, clouded by love, thinking it would never end
Nothing more than an illusion, a dream, to me, this is how it's been.

With her, I felt whole
I gave her my love and she took my soul
My life, it became glassed
It shattered when she said the words,
"Its over, for my love will not last".

Depression overtakes me 
like the darkness that is my life.
I give my time, my love, my soul
She is my Sun, I give this... and she gives none.