My Partner.

My relationship with my head.

I'm in an abusive relationship,

But not in the way that you think.

My partner doesn't hit me, or throw me around,

They're all in my head, says my shrink.

Sometimes they can be perfect, 

Whispering sweet things in my ear,

But sometimes the whispers are nasty 

Sometimes I am living in fear.

We have our good days and our bad days,

Just like all good couples do,

But although they love me very, very much,

They can also hate me, too.

I try to make them happy,

But sometimes it's not enough,

They're not there when I'm feeling joyful,

But there when I'm feeling rough.

But my partner isn't awful,

They're always there when my eyes are red,

They push me into the covers,

Making me stay in bed.

They always tell me what everyone thinks, 

And make me do what they say,

Sometimes they're all that I think about,

But there are days when they go away.

And when those days finally come around,

I don't find it hard to say goodbye,

But that's just our relationship, the way we work,

My Depression and I.

Reviews

[John Fitzgerald]

Ah my manic and I. Wonderfully funny and yet poignant. As most genuinely funny things are.

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You did a very great job describing how one feels that is depressed or suffering with a mental disorder. I enjoyed read great work:)

[RibhyMay]

Thank you ever so much for your review!

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Your very welcome

[Davidgeo]

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Your meter sucks, about as smooth as a black man's pubic mane. The theme was good though.