Poetry : Dark clouds that won’t drift

some days I am so miserable
and so unhappy
if you ask me why I couldn’t tell you
seems strange being in a constant feeling
of doom, down, under dark clouds that refuse to drift
and yet to be anywhere else would be a lie.
I’ve been told that brighter days are ahead
but that just makes me feel cold

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