Seriously how fucking long can you feel depressed. I pray but only to be put to rest. My tank is empty I got absolutely nothing left. Expect the littlest piece of hope to find my death. You stole what was left when you ripped my heart out my chest. I only loved you the best that I could. If I could change who I am baby I would. Now wish I could forget all the bad to remember the good. Or wish I knew why but never understood