All I ever did was spread myself too
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Not spread thin in the normal sense, I don't typically join into every group I see.
I'm spread thin in the sense that I give away every ounce of happiness in me most days. I give that happiness to someone else, someone who needs it.
I give it to someone who can't handle living in the dark.....
The dark is a complicated place. It's filled with brokenness and hopelessness and a never ending desire to achieve that happiness that I once lost.
No.
Not lost.
Gave away.
Because that is what I do, I give away my only happiness because I know what it feels like down in the dark and I know I can survive it.
A long time ago I use to thrive in it.....
The dark is a complicated place. It's filled with liveliness and carelessness and a never ending feeling that it's somehow making you stronger.
Strong enough to see the happiness that lies between the suffocating air of the dark.....
The dark is a complicated place. It's the place that made me into who I am today, but made me lose who I was yesterday.
Every inch of happiness I give away is
one step forward.....
and five.....
Steps.....
Back.
Can you still see my happiness?
I can't.
