The bliss of happiness, <br />is something I always seem to miss, <br />Is it beautiful to be happy? <br />I can see the joys of happiness... <br />but how can you truly know something exists if you cannot feel it yourself? <br />Happiness might have tried to enter my heart at some point... <br />But what was the point where I denied? <br />Should I have let it in.... <br />Would I have been a differant person? <br />So many questions arise in this moment, <br />To see the lives happiness touches, <br />This final question gets me ever time..... <br />Why can't happiness Touch the life thats mine.<br /><br />Crimson Love<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eluding-happiness/
