golden light
golden light shot through the darkness from my mind, cupped in my hand illuminating; I’d had my share of illusion and I learned that depression dark as night feared illusive device. I am never sad now never down now never upset now just different shades of happiness and tiredness expectations always met, surprised I don’t have an ulcer yet, always bent to please - these illusions are now ruling me. ©2025 @StaceyBattlestheWorld