My Fight For Happiness
Everyday morning I awake to sadness and loneliness. I drag myself out of bed in hopes of something special happening that would make my world different. My days go by in a blur and my night are cold and silent. My dream is have that coldness replaced by a loving and caring warm body to tell everything is going to be alright. My body is yearning to be held, touched and loved, my body is like a raging fire ready to be tamed. My heart is pounding for a life with happiness, laughter and love. It seems like my my heart loses a piece everyday I go without happiness. I hope god sends me happiness before my heart dies.