The Darkest Place
Why do you always go to the darkest place ?
I’m not taking that trip with you.
Why do you magnify the fears you face?
Bracing for the worst to come true.
Why won’t you keep your balance on the tightrope ?
Navigate the ups and the downs.
Instead, you wrap it round your throat
The pool of hope in your head drowns.
Why does it always have to get so bad?
When in reality there’s so much worse.
You don’t need pills to make you sad
But that’s not me, that’s your curse.
If you worry enough about the extreme occurring
Do you really think it will not ?
Is that what’s meant by catastrophic thinking?
Or are you really just that **** distraught ?
Why do you always go to the darkest place ?
I’m not taking that trip with you.
******* the dreams and life out of all space
**** you. **** you. **** you.
My first poem!