It has infiltrated and filled my mind,
Gone are the carefree rays of hope,
Happiness and sunshine. Now in their place
Languishes sadness, a grey frog, a rolling
Mist of negativity that stretched further than
The eye can see.
How horrible it is to be sad, permanently
Blighted by the pest that is sadness,
A constant companion to be despised. Oh
How I hate it.
Just be glad that you aren’t me.