Life.
Without it we are nothing
Yet with it I sometimes feel like
Nothing.

With death I am empty
Yet in life I am full of a very lively
Depression.

In life my closest companion
In the roughest of times is
Loneliness.

I see true happiness only
During the times where I am too
Blind to see sadness.

I fail to hide anger for those who
Care, yet fail to release anger for
Those who deserve.

I am so foreign to clarity that I am
Most confused during the clearest Of times.

Love heals my most painful
Wounds but creates my worst Memories.