my brain
and all its
noise sounds
just like

                               thunderstorms
It’s dark
and cold
just like it
feels when a

                                cloud
covers the sun.
I try to turn on
the light, my
happiness, but

                                 my
mind is out
of batteries,
and can’t
power the light.
Dark is easy,
at least, that’s
what my

                                 thoughts
say to me.
Darkness
takes no
effort at all