Don't Worry Poem by Elena Blackwood

You ask me, ‘how can you write such dark poetry? '
My question is how can you not?
It is so much easier to see the dark
Than the light.
Writing about fears,
Hatreds,
Emotions,
it is like breathing,
Yet trying to figure out how to put happiness into a sentence,
That is like trying to drink from a siv;
You may find a little speck of what you are looking for,
But it slips away within the blink of an eye.

Writing the exhaustion you feel,
The sadness aching in your bones,
The numbness of your heart;
This all comes natural.
To tell everyone that I was happy for a moment
Is like trying to point out a shooting star after it has already disappeared.

Why do you expect me to be happy?
The weight of stress brings me back down to earth,
Where I realize that happiness is fleeting,
Yet sadness is inevitable.

Don't worry, be happy?
I worry about being happy.

I worry about everything.