The Gloom

Life is a race,

We spend our time running,

From the Gloom.

What is the Gloom?

The Gloom is the one person alone in a crowded room,

The Gloom is the straight face when you experience something good.

What does it do?

The Gloom waits until you feel good then serves to distract you,

It ambushes, subdues and then attacks you.

Who can stop the Gloom?

The answer to this is very simple but no less true,

The only person who can stop the Gloom is you.

But who do I mean by you?

I mean everyone who stops having fun to remember all that is bad,

Everyone who would rather let happiness go because they like feeling sad.

So to all I say, just remember today,

Do not feed the Gloom.

The End

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