Keep Living

The night is when the darkness comes.

The guilty feelings,

the lonely ones,

         the times you feel you are forgotten.

The good times seem to melt 

into the dark, deep, depressing ones.

The ones that never leave.

Because only the best memories stay,

but in the dark...

          they are out numbered.

The darkness falls,

the feelings swirl.

It takes a lot of strength to 

pull through

          and keep going.

Even if there aren't many

there still are good memories.

     And they are the ones

                   to keep living for.