Not so Happy Place

One could be standing on a hilly place,
with roses waving in the wind.
With the sun shining against the trees
on the shady hilltop.

Not me...
I could be standing on a sandy dune,
with dusts whipping up in the wind
clinging to my eyes and mouth.
The place is lit only by the starlight.

One could be flying over the bright white clouds,
feeling the air brushing against one's face.
Staring past the clouds will grant you a sight
of an endless ocean. That goes on.

Not me...
I could be falling through a thunderstorm cloud,
with the lightning pasting by me and rain soaking my skin,
looking past what little there is grants you a vision of a city,
with sharp tipped antennas on top of the buildings.

One could be underwater, looking up and watching
the lovely water slowly waving along in the wind.
With dolphins and brightly colored fish swimming around you.

Not me...
I could be underwater, continuing to drown but remains alive.
Slowly drifing down into the abyss, where the blue sky
is quickly turning green.
With Goblin Sharks and Football fishes swimming around me.
Hungrily staring at me.
As the Praya Dubia surrounds itself around my feet,
The arms of a Giant Squid begins to close in around me.

One could easily go into their happy place,
and relax in their happy place
anytime... anywhere...

Not me...
I'm forced to go into my not so happy place
and suffer in this place.
no matter where, no matter when.

Author's Note

Random poem that I keep thinking off, feels like it needs more, but none the less, what do you think?