Personal poetry

Insanity

Three lines, one area.
Its always dark there, but occupied.
What is it? Its called a corner...
Sometimes its there and sometimes its not,
Breaking is what it doesn't want.
What is it? Mental state or in other words, emotions....
Its not always there,
but when it is, it's all that seems to be there.
At times it keeps you up at night.
Others, it makes you want to scream and fight.
... It's love.
Not everyone defines things the same.
Everyone has a different past,
Yeah some claim to have similarities...
but the differences are what keep me going.
The difference are why i want to help others.
In a way the differences keep me sane.
What do you think the differences mean...?