Happiness

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With a hunger so strong,
for a long time I starved,
wishing to love someone
and in return be loved.

I thought that was the way
I could find happiness.
I thought I'd find my peace
by loving someone else.

I got frustrated
when I couldn't do that
thinking 'what's wrong with me
why do I close my heart?'

But now that I get it
it's never been more clear,
I've been fooled all my life
clouded by doubt and fear.

I don't need someone else
to find true happiness.
So instead I will be
my own source of solace.

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