My Very Personal Poetry

Fuck You

Fuck you, fuck you for making me see the light in your darkness

For making me realize you can't even see the light with darkness

The sun isn't there without the shade reminding us of it's absence later on

Offering a reprieve when it gets to be too hot, too light, too bright for the most cheerful people

Fuck you for making me see that no matter how hard I try to suppress it

There will always be a darkness, a void I can't control 

And fuck you for making me want it, all of it

The darkness and the depression, and gloomy parts of life that I've never let myself feel

The mourning I've pushed away

The weight of obligation to always do exactly what is right

I just push through, but you make me feel it in the best way

And fuck you for making it feel so good