What happened?

When you talk you say nothing,
You only whine and complain,
But you don't speak anymore,
Unless you're seeing red.
Then only anger is passed between,
Where love used to flourish,
Like a garden in the sky.
But that garden is barren,
And that sky has fallen,
Upon the heads of everyone you know.
You search through the rubble,
But you find that they are gone,
Everyone leaves at the first sign of trouble,
Everyone leaves when something goes wrong.
So you turn to yourself,
But you find that you're missing,
So you search for yourself,
And find nothing.