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I felt like it was happiness that swelled and swirled in my soul

But as I dug deeper there was an impediment much worse, myself

That's when the battle began

The battle I struggled to avoid for so long

The monsters that were caged were let loose and sent to attack

I fought every day and night

I'm not grumbling, I'm simply telling my story

Instead of finding happiness I found myself

Dense, but I was determined

Dazed, yet I was dedicated

Hurt, however I continued

I continued to dig, each time revealing more of me

The pieces continued to fit together

An epiphany educated me

Why did I fight so hard to search for happiness

When the swell, swirl, and consumption of my soul set me free

I'm not reveling, I'm simply telling my story

I realize now that finding myself was happiness searching for me

 

 

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Poetic_Bear
<p>This past year has been insane, but it&#39;s helped me be at peace with a lot of things. I hope you read this poem and consider what happiness is searching for you.</p>

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