Obsidian Love Horcrux

Shatter your soul in the name of love everlasting.

Every name -- a shard
splintering what was once pure
until it becomes as jagged as obsidian.

Pour gasoline liberally; set it on fire.
As the icy exterior melts it reveals
a heart of darkness.

Actions speak louder than words do

I don't know where I lost myself

between the insanity of mania
or the devastation of depression

or the pitfalls in between
or the lack of friends, caring, a job, family ties

I'm starting to figure out what I'm doing wrong and I try to correct it
but I feel like I'll never get completely caught up.

I love how people tell you your perspective is the problem.
It's such an empty solution. Well of course you're depressed when you talk like that!

Actually, if you want to ignore the reasons and insert your own... do I need to be here for this diagnosis?

You're an idiot. Keep spreading it around and I'll take heed of your advice right after my lobotomy.

K? Great.