joyous days
frolicking in the sun
the dewy grass tickles
your bare feet
but how is happiness
achieved....
obtained....
gained....
how does one rip it from the hands of our demons
without flinching
when does someone
tell you a secret like this
whisper it into your ear
barley audible
their breath hot against your ear
why.....
why does nothing I do make sense anymore?
why do my friend rely upon me for the emotional support I don't have?
when do I get to fight instead of being the healer
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 12:12 AM UTC
joyous days
frolicking in the sun
the dewy grass tickles
your bare feet
but how is happiness
achieved....
obtained....
gained....
how does one rip it from the hands of our demons
without flinching
when does someone
tell you a secret like this
whisper it into your ear
barley audible
their breath hot against your ear
why.....
why does nothing I do make sense anymore?
why do my friend rely upon me for the emotional support I don't have?
when do I get to fight instead of being the healer
I'm a happy boy... I just need to vent sometimes
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