If Overthinking was an exam I would have topped every time
About how life isn't sweet but as sour as lime
Thoughts racing in my mind like I am a lone deserted lane
Chaos in my head, making me go insane.

And then you came,you cunning glorified mess
Care in your voice and a sweet smile on your face
Everytime I lie next to you,and all the mayhems are dead
Including the riots inside my head,I hear them to fade..
As the world cuts black,you are the only thing I feel
As if you are the peace of my mind,and the same you, are the thrill.
Now I realise
You are nothing but a drug,I am addicted to keep you close
Relying my happiness on your hands, without you I am morose.

© Ananya