Happiness

“What are you most afraid of?”

I’ve been asked so many times

Showing vulnerability

Was always foremost in my mind.

I learned to view it as a weakness

For it could be ransomed over me

I grew to hide it very well

And not let anybody see.

Lest they use this fear against me

Take all my secrets and depart

Carrying it like loose change , you see

And not safely in their heart.

Then one day it occurred to me

During a moment of pure bliss

It was never vulnerability I feared

But what came with it, happiness.

For when I’m truly happy

When my soul begins to shine

That’s when life will steal from me

What I was never meant to find.

They say happiness is fleeting

And I declare this is so

It’s a momentary embrace

I’ll never really get to know.

The way it wraps around you

Like a sheltered cocoon

And just when I believe in it

It’s taken away to soon.

That feeling of joy

That puts a bounce in my step

Always makes me stumble

When the reality sets

In to remind me

Happiness is brief

Just give it a second

And it will leave.

So now when they ask me

“What is it I fear”

I whisper “being happy”

So quietly, they can not hear.

RaenellDawn

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I’ve always been a deep thinker. Superficial, mediocre conversations will never do. I want the raw, bone deep, authentic version of people. I’ve always expressed myself through writing. The only talent I possess is being able to articulate emotions through written expressions. Strangers comment on how my writing has helped them to realize that they are not alone. They find comfort in knowing that someone out there not only understands, but can put into words, what they feel. I’m an INFJ-E

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