Declaration of Independence

March 11, 2016

The pursuit of happiness had a whole new meaning

It was an avid chase

Marathon malaise

Stalemated battle

Bloody brain

Trying desperately, searching

Missing piece of me

Help Wanted, “My happiness” inquire within.

Deafening silence screamed,

In a desperate effort to end the pain.

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