Buried deep in a pit of despair,
I close my eyes and say a prayer...

Why are there so many thoughts in my head?
And why are they all about things you said...

I don't know you that well,
But I will write this anyway...

Sometimes I wonder if not for 4 words,
I would have been alright...

My mesmerist
Caught in your words...

With space between us;
Days feel like years...

Just about every thought I have is about you,
And I go over our conversations each day...

Things seemed so easy,
Loving you was only fun...

Lights are out and darkness seen
They say I dug this hole myself...

What am i wearing
what am i trying to be...

A few months ago I was dying of a disease,
Depression defeating me, despite my displease...

You seem to be stepping up in this game,
The sentiment once quiet but now not so tame...