The light was my joy and my peace of mind
The light was like a bouncing basketball, every time it bounced into my life it came in smaller bounces, and eventually it just rolled off my court
The light slowly faded over time
The darkness became my only sport

I tried to keep the light even when it was dark out, it was warm so I cuddled with it like an innocent child in the cold, who knew he would have to wake up soon
But time passed on, and even when the sun rose, it was still always dark
Even though it was always dark, I could still see the light from the moon
Eventually, the moon got smaller and smaller until it was the size of my heart

My addiction caused a solar eclipse and the only source of light was from the stars
Those stars lit up and shot out of the night sky
I wanted the light back in my life, but I thought it would be too hard
It felt like my curtains had been glued together for a million years, and I couldn’t open them to catch a glimpse of the sky, no matter how much I would try

I finally got a glimpse of the sky but it was too much
Tssss! It burnt my eyes and I blocked it with my hand
Lots of light left me lonely, lifeless, lazy, and full of lust
I had no hope or desire for the light, I thought I didn’t want it because it would leave me with a tan

Eventually, after some time away from the darkness, the light jumped back into my pocket
From the help of others, they walked the light’s hand and guided it into my life and then let me take care of my part, like a parent walking their child to the bus stop
They threw it into my life like a football, and it was my responsibility not to drop it
Today, the only time I see the darkness is during a negative thought