What is it to be happy?
How is it to be happy?
When is it to be happy?
I know I'm "happy", but I can't let go of the sadness buried in my heart.
there's no way of escaping it.
Just when I thought I've escaped from the depression, I'm drawn back to the darkness.
"You know you're a light. You know you're addicted to darkness.
but which one do you want to be?"
I think it over...
me, from the realm of light, kissing the sweet moon upon a cemetery at night with no fear in my heart.
I knew darkness was what I wanted, but the light... it had so maybe thing to it....
the light, it was the realm where all of my loved ones are.
the light, where I could help people... where I would save them from dying.
wait, but don't I already give people a reason to live? ...yes, I do that. I'm what kept my friends from dying...
and if I go to the darkness I'll lose my life ion this world, and so will the people that care about me...
I don't want to hurt anyone else other than me, if I have to.
"I choose... the light" I'd say.
and a voice would say "yes... a very interesting decision... you shall face many conflicts, and very shocking actions from other people, you may encounter the addiction of darkness every now and then.If you pass, you will be happy "
I need courage, I need the light with me... I can't give up. I have to keep going, just like some people I know kept going...
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