The Depression of Love

This life gives wondrous amounts of fear,

Nothing's real but pain and despair,

Fading hearts are beyond repair.

Unapproachable the guilt of hate,

While meeting the doom of lover's fate.

We fall into the deep darkness realm,

And stumble yet try to hold the helm.

With single humble moments of truth,

We try to grasp the hangman's noose.

The world will end with a final thought,

Of the pain and hate that love has taught.