This thing called love,
Something that makes me feel numb.
Maybe I need therapy,
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I'm sinking in this sea of sadness.
Diagnosed tragedy,
This aching silence cuts like a blade.
There's a hollow space where my hearts
Been cut out and ripped apart.
The doctor said "don't worry take these,
They will fix you",
But how can you fix something so
Shattered?
Picking up the shards as my finger tips
Bleed,
Slowly I'm losing faith as my depression
Plants it's seed.
Little did they know,
It was my time to go.
Red heavy eyes,
As I cry and plead my last good bye.
I'm broken and you can't heal me.
This thing called love,
Was
Never
Enough.
