Happiness

There is something bringing me a happiness back

It makes me smile once again

There is no blackness trying to attack

To take my spirit away to bring me a pain

A happiness

Such a beautiful word

To write down on this poem with a pen no less

Than a pain that creates me to be a free bird

Under the sky

My thoughts makes my mind to spin

Where are the tears to cry?

Where is my pain to feel under my skin?

There are such a thousand of questions through my brain

I finally makes it to a beautiful happiness

Let the rain fall without feeling a pain

Each raindrop touches above my skin with my sweetness

My lips strengthen to smile

No falsehood

Each mile

I go that makes my feet to be stood

My arms in an air

Twisting myself around on the ground

My voice sets it self free to scream without any tear,

"My happiness sets my wound free!"