I have a switch inside, its a switch I hide. I fear this switch, if the switch flips off, I shut down.
When the switch is down I'm not: happy or sad, angry or mad, or even glad. When the switch is down I feel nothing.
When the switch is up I'm as happy as a pup, I want to sing, dance and prance, I feel every emotion there is, so sometimes when that switch is on I get depressed. I do my best to feel better but there are days I barely wake up to put on a sweater. Sometimes I can't stand the pain and I want to make it all go away..
So my switch scares me but I'm in control. The thing about my switch is if the switch flips off, not only do I shut down, but its hard to turn around. I try to flip the switch back on, but its not always easy. Sometimes my switch makes me uneasy, so I will try not to sink that low and just take my life slow.
I have a switch inside, its a switch I hide. I fear this switch, if the switch flips off, I shut down. And maybe the next time, there will be no turn around.
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PoezjaExactly what the title says. Some are sad, just a warning.