I realized today.
That in the cold wind.
That I'm happy?
There is some joy in my heart.
It thawed a bit.
Brightened it's color.
And it's beating.
For now.
But I feel like this.
Euphoria.
Will last a while.
That's good.
Right?
Is this how.
I'm supposed to feel?
That I'm happy now?
I was so used.
To being unhappy.
I don't know how.
To feel now.
Do I laugh?
Do I cry?
I think that.
For now I.
Will laugh.
And smile.
For I am.
Happy.
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Happiness Is Something Found
PoetryHere are three poems that are more...happy?...than my others. Thanks and please vote and/or comment!