if its bright how to write

its hard to write once your mind is bright I come to write when my mind is in terrible sight I realized I can write about things that are good but what's the fun in writing things that are not your minds deepest thoughts I could write about the creepiest stories or a world full of glories but instead my mind trails to write about you everytime I pick up my paper I feel like I have to praise the one who used to be my Forsaker I don't like you nor your pride I wish all of my feelings would have just died