FireFlies

written near the end of my bouts with depression...

Fireflies bring with them,
a sense of light,
in this dark world.

Looking like tiny stars,
they dance around the night,
brushing up against my face,
they tell me everything's alright.

Fireflies seem to
never have a care,
Wish I could be more like that...
flitting about aimlessly,
flying through the air.

Whispering sweet fantasies,
telling white lies.

They see the good in all the world,
When I see only the bad...