The Search Of Happiness
I climb through a window, with my heart in my hand, I search for a warm breeze.
Awakened in darkness I feel the ridged cold embrace me As I shiver, realization hits
My lungs heave and shrivel as I cannot breath
The darkness is thick and full filling me with sadness and sorrow.
An emptiness fills everything I am, relentless.
A hand takes mine pulling me through the abyss
As I reach the surface I gasp for air finally feeling hope and relief
Being Filled with warmth, I feel Love the love so long deprived, ripped from my grasp Now hits me with full force.
Tears swell in my eyes as I look back through the window
Admiring where I've come from and where I am now.
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