The Dark Place

I go to a dark place.
Room for one only.

Where happy doesn't exist, 
and everything is gloomy

It's where hate builds up
and regrets are many

I collapse in my weakness
the blizzards pretty shiny

Two choices to make 
Only one worth choosing

Once it begins,
I know I'll be losing. 

The dark place resides in a small bag
welcome to the past, evil and sad.