horrible poetry- happily depressing

gray and stormy

Why does everything I write turn dark?

Why can't I write something happy?

I can never seem to wrap my mind around it;

Happy just doesn't come naturally to me.

Not while writing, at least.

I try and write something upbeat and lighthearted,

But it always takes a turn for the worse,

I'm just not able to keep it up.

I've tried a thousand times,

Yet everything I write,

It always ends up depressing.

I try to write truths,

The way I feel,

The way I think.

But my mind is a dark place,

Taken over by storms and wreckage.

It's like a tsunami has taken over my thoughts,

Turning optimism into pessimism;

Turing good thoughts to bad.

I can't write anything good,

I can only write what I know.

And what I know,

Well,

You don't want to know.

Maybe it gets better,

Maybe it gets worse.

Or maybe, just maybe,

It will stay the same.