Hello old friend, its been a while.
I know you never left, felt your presence though it was mild.
I honestly can't do this anymore but I can't stand you leaving me.
This contradiction is killing me, this darkness inside of me.
You always contribute to my self hate, but you're hardly the one to be blamed.
I know alcohol helps with keeping you at bay, throw all my problems away.
Once I'm sober, you'll return and the cycle continues. I'm trying to leave you, I'm really trying to.
Depression oh depression my old friend, who am I kidding?
You'll always be there for me, this is only the beginning.