Dear Love, Regarding Children

I'm just sad.
Everyday into winter the more I want to add red to the snow,
Gas in my garage,
Water to my tub,
Pills to my drink...
I'm just sad.
But I fight it.
I want to be heard.
But all night I cry unheard.
I'm broken inside
And outside
I want to die and make everything alright
Because you can live with a broken heart... But not a broken mind.