My Misery (In Silence)
My misery doesn’t like company.
It prefers to be alone.
It doesn’t like to see others suffer.
It would rather suffer alone,
My misery doesn’t need a choir (Amen)
It validates its own discord.
It authenticates its own tone.
It would rather sing alone,
My misery doesn’t want a companion.
It thrives alone in vain.
It won’t call to vent or complain.
It’s avoided all the same,
My misery hates my sanity.
It prefers my madness.
It doesn’t like to be disdained.
It would rather I be insane,
My misery hates my happiness,
(Which will always come again).
It is content with sadness,
It never relishes in my gladness.
It would rather usurp my mind.
Its goal is to destroy my soul,