Candlelight

I sit here staring at this blank page, wandering which emotions to scribble, while my thoughts bounce around, like a basketball being dribbled. Is it sadness? happiness? love? hate? or aggression? Could it be animosity, or a deeper suppression? Perhaps a mixture, with a lot of in between, You ask if I'm ok? Why, whatever do you mean? Could it be because I cry in agony and shut it off when you walk in? Could it be because I can smile, then turn around and feel empty again? Could it be because my thought process can change from day to day? Could it be because I laugh so lighthearted, to keep the dark away? Some understand the darkness, some understand the light, So if your like me and not so sure, stay in the candlelight!