The Endless Battle

Moodiness, a fickle friend,

a shadow that follows till the very end,

It creeps up on me when I'm least aware,

and steals my joy, my peace, my air.

It clouds my mind, it stains my heart,

it tears my world, it tears apart,

the light that once shone bright and true,

now dims, and flickers, and feels askew.

Moodiness, a stubborn foe,

it fights me hard, it doesn't let go,

It tugs and pulls, it twists and bends,

it tries to shape me to its ends.

But I will not be held down by its might,

I will not be consumed by the night,

I'll chase the shadows, chase the gloom,

and find my way back to the light.

Moodiness, a passing phase,

it comes and goes, it ebbs and stays,

But I will not let it rule my days,

I'll take the reins, I'll lead the way.

So if you see me in a funk,

don't let it linger, don't get stuck,

Just give me space, give me a push,

I'll find my feet, I'll find my hush.

Moodiness, a part of life,

an endless battle, endless strife,

But in the end, I'll find my peace,

and chase the shadows, find my release.