Life changes whether we want it to or not Happiness remains elusive Often based on circumstances beyond our control Perfection may never be possible But close is good Not just good enough And when you get there Sometimes itβs pulled out from under your feet Sharing and caring seemed so close And time ahead seemed so real But demons of the past can devour the present With unknown powers trapped within Negating the future And yet uncertainty prevails The past rises Intertwining itself like octopus tentacles Wrapping around future happiness And dragging it back to the depths The darkness of the deep Caverns of stalactites Clinging to the ceiling Clawing to break free Grasping at happiness and yet afraid Afraid of the unknown outside the cave Where light transforms the depths into sunshine And hope and happiness is the new reality