Darkest Days

That Picture There

The picture there; The one you stare at,
Portraying different emotions than those felt by you.
Light colors emitting happiness
Compared to the black dress you pull at.

That picture there; The one you see,
Providing a sense of calm for those in wait
Spring flowers emerging from the frame
Compared to the dead roses next to you, see?

A picture there; the one you stand closer to,
The clouds gathering in the distance
Not darkened by a sense of rain
Unlike the storm outside the automatic doors, too.

Its picture there; the one depicting everything wrong
The complete content inviting you in
Drawing your attention away from what's around you
Untouched by the reality of death headstrong.

That picture there; the one you cling to,
The one you dive into, away from existence
The one you wish you were living in
Contrasted to the mental clinic you've been admitted to.