Trying to be more upbeat
But just so full of grief
Wanting to be hopeful
My joy stolen by the thief
Started off my journal now
Complete with gratitude
Trying to turn a corner
While battling low mood
Firing all my engines
In the hope of rising up
Searching positivity
In a half-empty cup
Try smiling in the mirror
No one grinning back
Seeing all the wretchedness
While watching life unpack
Searching out life’s colours
Standing in the sun
It’s dark before its time
Again the night has come
It’s hard to keep on going
A battle just to cope
Is there really any point
Holding on to the rope?
Photo by Carson Greenhalgh on Unsplash
Essentially Ellie 