depression, obsession

intoxicated,
your scent sends me
flying
to new worlds of
joy
and loneliness.

wishing
for you to be by my side, while
hating
myself for everything i am;
drinking
myself silly, because how else will i
smile?

without
your support, i feel i’m
nothing,
while knowing you need me;
selfish
behaviour is what we specialise in.

death
is how i feel
deep
in my soul, as
loneliness
creeps through me,
haunting
my body and mind.

wanting
you to listen to
everything
as my mind blurts
horrors
into my dreams, but
wishing
for you to be fine.

both
of us are hassles, in our own ways, and we
both
need the other for separate reasons.

alone,
i wait for you to
want
my company, while i
cry
every night.

waiting
is what i do best;
hoping
for your attention once again.
please
feel better soon, so i can,
too.

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