Black Umbrella

You cannot judge anyone
More or less…
Can't tell if their pain is
More or less…
Than your own.

In your lifetime,
There is only
ONE PERSON
who feels pain…

That person is you.

You cannot feel anyone else's,
And they can never feel yours.

I'll never let anyone
Take that away from me,
It's mine.

I've earned it…
Each and every stripe,
White ghostly bands
Dancing across pale skin.

And I love it.

Pain, like an umbrella,
Spreads and spreads
Once you open it
Like a wound
It just stays open,
Staring at you
With invisible eyes,
So wide…

Looming like some
Long lost dark shadow,
There.

Water dripping…
Covering everything
Like liquid perfection,
It purifies everything
Through the pane
Through the pain.

Depression.

And everyone,
With their black umbrellas
Waltzing through the rain,
Dim and glumly unaware
That a single ray of sunshine
Could possibly exist.

So I'll carry my black umbrella;
Keep it with me always…

And I'll use it.

I'll use that pain
And turn it into
Something else…

Something beautiful. <3

I can't make the sun shine
If it's already gone out,
But I can refuse
To ever walk under an umbrella.