Bittersweet

How can mine soul be bittersweet?

A mix between lemon and honey

Needing something or someone to sweep me off my feet

To make the room feel brighter and sunny

An ode to my heartstrings, my soul

Wanting to escape the self-pitying loathing

Dark thoughts taking control

A never-ending void growing

The smallest of things bring joy

The void slowly dissipates

Late at night the dread and sorrow come

The mask crumbles taking away the decoy

Mental stability goes out the gates

Chaos ensues over the thrum

An ode to my heartstrings, my soul

Wanting to escape the self-pitying loathing

Dark thoughts taking control

A never-ending void growing

Always a cycle on repeat

The highs and lows of a spiral effectee

It requires patience and courage to overcome the feat

To make min soul less bittersweet and more cheery