My Happy Poem

Happy poems you say?

Well, how do you expect me

To write happy poems

When there's nothing in my life

That is close to being positive

When all I feel is

My box

Growing ever so small

Closing in on me

Leaving just enough air

So I can live but

I still experience

The feeling of breathlessness

So hopeless that

I can't even get myself

To give in;

To surrender.

To the waves

That pull me down

With every minute that passes

The more tired I get

But it's not that type of tired

That sleep can fix.

Because if it were that simple

I'd sleep forever.

So that all my troubles

That drown me everyday

Disappear

Underneath the depths of the sea

The sea filled with my sorrows

All the depressing thoughts

That cloud that hovers over my head

Every single stupid day

So I'm sorry

If I don't write

The happy poems that you want

I'm not that type of person...