Today was a day.
One that has brought me joy, but even more pain.
I was able to see the light, the closer I got to it became harder to see.
My joy is so far gone, that my light does not know how to stay bright.
I wake up each day thinking that everything can be better,
But as the sun goes down, more and more it become untrue.
I hate my light.
Joy no longer lives here.
I am no longer here.
You are no longer here.
I wish that we could meet one last time.
Maybe that is why my light can never be bright.
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