A Happy Poem
I've written a thousand poems for my broken heart
But I never thought of having to start
A poem about happiness
And all the things that gods bless
I sit here as I wait for something
Waiting for anything
Happy so I can write
More than just about fear and fright
But nothing comes to my lonely mind
Happy thoughts, I try to find
But all that's left is you
All I think about is you
But darling, you left me all alone
In a place far away from home
Where even the daylight gives me shivers
And the tears I cried has formed lotsa rivers
So a happy poem, I cannot write
For all I feel is fear and fright
And from these thoughts I cannot part
Because I only write from the heart
Sorry for the misleading title.
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