Darkness

Little urges enter my reality, easy solutions to complex problems.

I pick it up and consider, my grip firm with determination.

I consider for a moment the consequences.

The darkness dawns on me as though the first light of morning.

A simple path arises and the weight of my history loosens for the first time.

I put the knife back on the top of the dresser.

I don't give up my light.

I embrace my pain, wearing it proudly.

I bring pain into every moment, it hurts so much that I laugh often.

My life is hilarious and the pain is a joke.

Now I can smile again and entertain.

I become the joker.

Dancing upon the great stage, watching from the front row seats.

What a great show, I laugh as the clown makes themself into a fool.

They put on a great show keeping the audience entertained.

No one knows the clown is in the audience, laughing along.