Wound around my happiness is a reminder of things
Times when I cried, times when I could not sing
Happiness is a faint thing most days
I have longed for it all my life
When will I remember and not be sad
Will my life ever have a period of glad
My heart aches so
I should had known…
Nothing good can exist without an experience of sadness
A period of loss and some of gladness
It is intertwined to co-exist
Something in my younger days I definitely missed
I was trying to survive
Now I must still but also thrive
If my happiness wasn’t bound by people letting me down
I would not know how to keep from being drowned
Maybe I would of sank under all the endless pressures
Perhaps I would of left and wrote that last letter
Who knows,
These are my woes.
My search for happiness will not go in vain
I will prevail and continue still
Then, if happiness comes only for a moment, for a brief second
Let it find me, let it wrap around my memories and heart
I want to feel it, have it
Mws R Writings 