Be Happy

Just cuz things are bad

‘s no reason to be sad;

Sadness brings a hopelessness

As deep as any well,

And such a dark deep endlessness

Can burn as hot as hell.

When the sun in morning shines

Don’t contemplate the night;

Its bright’ning shadow on high pines

Is a much better sight.

I hope I see your happy face

When morning rises high;

Joy brings with it noble grace

As bright as azure sky.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this for somebody who was depressed, but I don't think that they ever read it.

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Christopher Thomas's picture

Fuck happy. Depression may hurt, but happy will fucking kill you. (Notes from an officially bipolar + lithiated friend.)