Just My Depression.

I feel you looking in through the crack of my door,
You never hesitate to walk right in.
I hear you sliding across my bed room floor,
I feel you look at me with not a smile, but a grin.
What are you and why am I who you adore?

I feel you breathing over my bed,
I feel the temperature drop as you cover me with your touch
I hear you ever day, pounding your sounds into my head,
I hate you yet I cling to you like a crutch.
Who are you to take my feelings like a eraser takes away led?

Why can't you just leave me alone?
Let me be and set me free.
I'm not your toy, your child nor drone,
You close my eyes every time I try to see.
Why do try to make me one of your clones?

You're just my imagination,
I finally understand what you really are.
You're just something I made into creation,
You're not my hope, my light or shining star.
You're nothing, but my depression.