A strange silence reverbs across my mind

A silence so deafening, so terrifyingly absent

A resounding emptiness within my hollow chest

All the music in me has gone

All my music has gone.

TIme is a manacle around my wrist

Binding me to reality

My feet stay firmly on the ground

When I just want to fly

To capture it's wild heart in a cage and

Keep it chained

Hidden behind smiles

Destroyed and broken

"Never sing again"

I am broken loose, and untethered,

Please come across as my heaven,

Snapped apart, and left to be -

I am not chosen for anybody.

Rift of pain, so vile and deep -

When did love become so cheap?

Left to nurse an absent heart,

Never again my chariot.

Loss of Magic.

Depression isn't a feeling for me.

It's an absence of feeling.

I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

I'd rather be full of misery than empty.

Without feeling I am nothing.

Without feeling I simply

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She doesn't need the sky,

She creates her own stars,

And in the, darkest night,

I'm still drawn to you.

I tried to cut into my chest,

But realised I didn't have the heart.