I found the love of my life. Her name is depression. she keeps me up all night She keeps me in bed with her all morning. She doesn't mind my mess but welcomes it. She doesn't care what I do because she doesn't give a **** about anything. Somehow she still keeps me with her though. She keeps me from seeing my friends because I'd rather be with her at home watching Netflix. She keeps me from exercising because she says my body can't get any worse. She makes me want to cry sometimes with just her being. She makes me miss people I never use to miss. She keeps me so busy I don't pick up the phone. She keeps me at home because the world isn't her favorite ******* place. She makes me stop dreaming. She makes me stop giving. She keeps me from caring She keeps me from leaving She doesn't understand the meaning of loss She doesn't stop me from leaving She'll stop me from living I caress her face and kiss her lips because I'm afraid, I'm terrified that she's the only one who will ever return the favor. I stay on my own If I leave I'll have to sneak out on a rope.