escaping happiness...
it escapes me
this feeling that swirls around, in my
head when i dream, and shuts
me down each time it
swells like the ocean and crashes
like a wave where it's so
close that I could catch it
it taunts me
this thought that blindsides, just as
i wake in the morning as if something is
missing and i just don't
remember what it is
that is gone
it hunts me this hunger
that rumbles in the
depths of my soul like a demon angered
by the defeat of an angel, and
it follows me like a
lost shadow that disappears when
i turn around.
it ceases me
with it's grips of darkness, even
though the lights are on and i can see nothing
but the brightness of it's eyes upon me
only to retreat back into that place
i cannot find.
it shows me
that i am alive but with reprieve, that for
one day it will come for me, will let
me touch it, feel it, see it
cease it
and it will be mine.
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