I feel bad when I'm happy.
When everyone else around you feels horrible and you're trying to be happy. Boost the mood.
You know?
It kind of sucks.
I don't want to be surrounded by this constant, heavy fog, of gloom and despair.
I can see that sunlight and hope, just look above the fog.
Why can't anyone else look above the fog
They're too preoccupied, focusing on their current predicament.
They're all taller than me.
It should be easier for them.
It should be.
YOU ARE READING
The Darkness Within
PoetryPoems about how I'm feeling. If you don't like what I write don't read it, I'm not forcing you to. I'm sorry if anyone cries.
