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there are days when I feel happy

refreshingly unburdened

wishing I could always live

free from heavy emotions

there are days when I am not unhappy

yet not fully alive, too tired to embrace life

preferring to walk the cemetery grounds

comfort of quiet company as grave as I

too quiet

so serious

dressed in black

distracted by the existential

lover of gray clouds full of thunder

not a suicide risk, although sometimes

I don’t want to exist

exhausted

discontented (dysphoric?)

embarrassed to feel broken

too aware of the world’s pain

always looking for the light, but

determined to find beauty in shadow