Depression in me

The depression in me deprives me of my feelings. I no longer care to see anyone, I no longer care to see my love. I'm losing the feelings I had for you, the feelings that once made me happy, the ones that made my heart skip a beat. The depression is making me lose every on going dream about you, every on going dream about my life. Its making me see only the bad, only the parts where I feel the need to kill myself. The depression makes me want to pick up that razor and make my wrists bleed. The depression makes me lose all feelings in my heart. The depression is making me the girl I am today, the girl with no feeling, the girl with the cut up arms, the girl who once had a dream she'd be with you...