My Life Without You

Your name is like a scar on my heart,
that won't seem to heal.
It's as if my world's gone numb,
and happiness isn't real.

It's as if my soul's gone cold,
and dying is a temptation.
It's as if my life's no longer a part of me,
and living is not a sensation.

It's as if the seasons never change,
and everything is grey.
It's as if this pen I’m writing with,
knows I’m not okay.

It's as if the light that filled my room,
is replaced with danger and sadness.
It's as if my mind that used to be filled with hope,
is now only filled with madness.

Some may call this depression,
and some may call this the blues.
But what I simply call this,
is my life without you!