i thought you were gone
something slipped
and your voice faded away
i was almost used to it
and then i heard
your voice, so cold and emotionless
those lies you spelled out for me
words that bring me down
drowning me, choking me
you were a deadly shade of blue
and my vision turned black
for you were a beautiful trick
burning brighter than the sun
sweet depression, that's you
i waited for you to leave
but you kept your promise
and came back for me
you tell me you love me
but you try to kill me
but this for your own good
you speak in whispers
your pain will be gone
every night as i go to bed
these are the words i hear
and you sit at the end of my bed
and smile, knowing you've won
yet again, sweet depression
i lock myself away
with only you as my company
i used to mind it
but now you're the only one who stays
you're a drug, so addicting
but i know you're not good for me
beauty fades after a while
and you wither away in all your glory
trying desperately to get me to love you
alas, i am gone
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What's Wrong
Poetrysome of these might not make sense but trust me neither does my mind