The Overthinker

Addicted to sadness

My body craves despair 

Overthinking the best till I’m pulling out my hair 

A prisoner to myself until he pays the bail 

Codependent on the love and how it fills 

Every cell that they touch reassures you that 

They care

But I relapse in my thoughts withdrawing 

from the addiction

Desperately wishing you can make them whole 

Because you just want them to understand your heart is their home 

You don’t make them happy no-you know you do 

Your mind just dust the sugar off the non-existent truth 

But isn’t it the truth do you really know 

But that’s when he grabs me hard and pulls me in close 

Believe it or not, I guess he needed me too 

I happened to be just enough 

I happened to actually find love