Happiness

Happiness. It's a strange thing, a
feeling like no other. When it
fills you from above, below and
upside down, makes you dance
and grin like a madman.

It's happiness, ultimate goal
of all who are alive.

It fills gaps left by
past and present, sits inside
pushing buttons everywhere, as though
pure energy was to flow through
your entire body, lifting every hair
on your skin, but sometimes
it gets too much.

You can't escape it, bright black hole.
It sucks you in, yet explodes inside you
like new year's eve. It forces its way
to the outside, makes you glow, not only
for you, but for others.

Happiness.
It's strange.
It makes me dance.



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