My Despondent Companion Poem by Anisa Tara

In the insidious dark of night,
He creeps up on my mind.
He slithers through my work,
And eats up all my time.

He calls me into the shadows,
Come with me, he says.
He is never fully satisfied,
And so with me he remains.

No one really cares,
He reminds me on repeat,
He is the ultimate bitter pill,
Of the lonely life I lead.

Still I choose to swallow him,
I down him with choice wine.
I don't see a way out and so,
To this impossible life I resign.

You don't need friends he says,
Whatever friends may be.
Even lovers are a waste,
All you will ever need is me.