Love Is Dead

As I lay here in the dark listening to the rain
Each drop echos my pain
Reverberating in my soul
Making me wonder if I'm still sane
Still in control

The world has become cold and cruel
It closes in on every side
So quickly there is no time to hide

The black inky depression so dark, so thick
It blinds my sight and there is no rest
It lays heavy and aching in my chest
The thought of living makes me sick

I reach out my hands and my heart for someone to pull me back into the light
Someone to guide me through this hellish night
But there is not a single friend to be found to help me in this desperate fight

I call to God to help me case there is none who seems to care
Please can you hear me
Are you still there?

If God is love and love is dead
Then salvation must be a .45 to the head

One pull of the trigger and the pain is gone
Will it be dusk or will it be dawn?