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