Old Friends

They've been with you so long and sometimes you just obsess.
You can't remember how it started. You just know that its a mess.
You feel alone. You indulge yourself. So much that you get tangled.
Your not sure who to blame and your head is always mangled.
Sometimes they hurt you when you're around,
but mostly when you're not. You feel it tear, the knife digs deep, but you pretend you don't hear a sound.
You bury yourself in work, keep quiet and hide away.
You always go back, though, and burn yourself again.
In the worst of times you sit, shake your head and reflect
What happened to your life? where's your self-respect?
You blame them for your pain, and you need move away.
You hope that wherever you go, it won't follow you one day.
Though you don't know what you did, it's yourself you must forgive.
If you can figure that out you still might find a normal life to live.