Transformation. That felt good to write :-)

I’m not sure how to say this?  And I don’t know how or why,

But something’s happened inside me, so I thought I’d have a try,

At explaining the feelings inside me, the ones that make me happy

The ones that make me laugh and smile, not like that other Chappie,

That I once was (not long ago), he’s gone but not forgot,

Tried to take my life away, He very nearly got the lot!

But tough shit he failed, I had that fight and won,

But for all of my happy feelings, I’m still not quite sure what I’ve become?

I’m all positives, no negatives so I’m definitely not a battery,

My self-deprecation transformed itself into something like self-flattery,

Colours are colours, fuck me green is GREEN, not another shade of grey,

I go to bed at night now looking forward to next day,

I breathe in deep and it feels so good, not to have that knot in my guts,

Nor that feeling of being cling wrapped, people clearly saw me nuts,

I’m truly happy for the first time, in a long time and it feels good,

No more forced smiles, no more hiding, the trees just became the woods,

And I can see the forest clearly but respect the trees just the same,

They’re obstacles to my vision but they’re not the ones to blame,

They’re there to climb and have fun with, some harder to climb than others,

This poem frees my inner child where depression only smothers,

So bring on those trees…..oooh look they’re GREEN? I never appreciated until today,

Just how many more shades of green there are than those fucking shades of GREY!

Danny Todd, 7^th December 2011