Pseudodependency

Long time passed since life made sense,
When all feelings seemed sharp and alive,
Emotions mounted from moment to moment,
Joyousness and pain were so easy to surmise;

Devils laughter hovers all around,
Inviting discourse within my mind,
Uninspired ideas in a barren landscape,
Insanity and logic reluctantly intertwine;

A pitiful pattern of habitual ways,
Sitting quietly amongst all your things,
Touching the sentiment in every treasure,
Waiting to hear that song you always sing;

Walking in circles, running into walls,
Going and doing is impossible to bare,
Just trying to match my pants to a shirt,
Becomes such a chore when your' not there;

Oblivious prisoner within my own despair,
Lost and all alone like a floundering ship,
A world devoid of your delicate charms,
Hurry, my dear, come home from your trip!

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