Depression Addict

by CaffeineBomb   Jul 26, 2008


I could tell the world all of my secrets
But not one could pass my lips in front of you
They couldn't care enough to remember
They just don't care the way you do

I'm an addict of distress
I'm an addict of being depressed
I can't get myself
Don't want to get out of this mess

Misery calls; I always answer
Never hang up, there's just no chance of that
When I can cry in front of you
Keep returning to all my problems
Never learning just how to solve them
When I can cry in front of you
When I can cry to you

I could just walk away but that would be too easy
I want to prolong every moment of agony
I could leave this town, make myself a brand new start
But I prefer it when it's killing me

I can't leave it all behind
I'm going out of my mind
Still it's a prison in which I'm keeping myself confined

Misery calls; I always answer
Never hang up, there's just no chance of that
When I can cry in front of you
Keep returning to all my problems
Never learning just how to solve them
When I can cry in front of you
When I can cry to you

I'm an addict of distress
I'm an addict of being depressed
Aren't I just the best?

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