Darkness.
I sit at home, watching the grey sky, and
I smile.
The sun hasn't shone for days now, and
I'm happy.
I love to walk outside and feel the shiver of rain
Light up my darkly-satisfying day.
Its true when people say that I
Only think of negatives.
I like it that way.
I find depression hauntingly beautiful,
In the way it
Always comes back to me.
Everybody tries to make me think
'Positively'.
What if I like how I am?
My darkness is my positive.
It's my comfort, because its the
Only thing that's always there for me.
Finding happiness in all things lovely is
Sickly trite.
i agree with this but i guess it's slightly different for me. i am positive quite often but it's not rainbows and butterflies that make me smile, it's broken houses and daunting forests. When i do happen to be in a bad mood i want to sulk and think horrible thoughts that most people would find depressing but i find comforting. i really like reading your blog; you bring up interesting points that i realize i feel the same way about.
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