The Happiest Place
I thought this life is a cruel mess
Sole pain to expect, no more no less
No silver lining from a single cloud
No anchor to hold I was allowed.
I was certain I will never be found
I'm hidden in guilt and hatred bound
Shattered like ashes in endless spree
Whispering in the wind, touching a tree.
Then I met you like it was fate
As if the nightmares were all baits
So I can come to you never to depart
The happiest place is to be in your heart.
Copyright © Pj Gongora | Year Posted 2020
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