Lamps


I'm sitting in a corner with a lamp levitated over my head-
Strung down from a secure place,
shining emotions of sadness.
It's chain made out of depressing times,
though positive outlooks I keep in mind.
I sit there pondering the times when coldness was not in sight.
I close my eyes and relax;
I feel like crying, but keep it enclosed.
Thoughts of friendship, love, and hope.
As I focus on the thoughts,
the light flickers and turns to yellow.
They combine together to make me smile a bit.
A sense of balance sweeps over me,
and thoughts of security take over my mind.
I can't laugh yet,
but I know everything is going to be okay.
I carry on with my day,
with this light of happiness forever engraved in my heart and soul.

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