don’t think i don’t want to
leave this dark corridor,
that i enjoy hurtling
down this twisted path,
it’s not me talking,
just the voices
that tell me everything
is wrong
nothing will ever
be right
things will never change
and life will always
be tinged grey,
still i turn on the light
This is my life and I too get up every day and try to enjoy in spite of the dark cloud.
Thank you for your comment, Sophia.