happiness seeds

half the time I know I shouldn’t talk
after I open my mouth
perhaps it is just my own bad decisions
playing games in my head
if you couldn’t forgive me that then
nothing would have worked out
each and every night with you is fun and
sometimes i sing or dance to express it
so that i can feel my soul get lifted
soaring and laughing at the luck life has awarded
even when being tormented
each and every minute is better than
dark days when i didn’t even want to wake up
stay here with me and lets nap all day
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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