Depression

My heart is now hollow and black
There's no going forward, and no going back

I'm stuck in this thing, called depression
All because of a simple obsession

A refusal of a simple plea
"I truly love you, would you love me?"

Your laugh pierced my ears like a knife through the heart
My mind was like a piece of abstract art

Twisted and tangled into things unknown
All I wanted to do was to be alone

Now the pain part is over, I can't even feel
What I'm going through now is quite surreal

That moment keeps replaying, in my head
Over and over, but no more tears do I shed

No emotions do I show anymore
It makes me want things back the way they were before

Where I could be happy or sad or loving or mad
I just want to go back to the life I once had