• Happiness,
    a thing,
    a feeling that comes natural,
    But my happiness is a puddle
    you have to climb mountains of sorrow
    leap over melancholy
    and journey through black walls of depression
    then when you end my happy puddle,
    it falls into a drain of aggression.
    Leaving all my work behind, restarting,
    and having a failing attempt,
    to happiness.