Depression!
What a surprise-
I forgot to say good bye
I think that's why
I found you
lying
at my doorstep.

Just when I thought
I was over you,
Your pictures sent me
falling through.
I found a bag, today.
I found a bag for your things
and no matter what I say;
they'll just remind me.
It's gotta go-
you've got to go for a while.

I'm not going to do this, anymore.
This is torture,
I've whored myself
to the floor
of your short-comings
and I still hear,
"Encore,"
underneath the door.

Just when I thought
I was moving on,
your highlighted lyrics
fell into my palm.
I found a bag, today.
Your things need a place to stay
while I deal with delaying emotions,
and I've got nothing to say.
Nothing more to say.
 
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