my friend

i have been under the impression

that the bright places belong to me

that being a bright place was for me, only me

but now i have a hallway light

to chase the nightmares from my bedroom

and bring the colour back to my walls

and i can once again make out

all the milk tea cans i’ve collected

when i realize that you're in the next room

in the pitch black

feeling consumed, chewed and swallowed

into the belly of depression

i'd like to be your eyes

to be a little bright spot in your dark, dark world

i think i found some bright places

so i could be a bright place

for you, maybe more than me