Love and Happiness
by Ren Concha
needle-like things piercing through my heart,
enough for separating my body and soul apart.
you know what it means when its life and death
slowly, gradually, rapidly taking away my breath.
is this what you call pain or is it some other feeling
in crowd you smile as if the ache is not even hurting
smiling, laughing, wishing someone would save you
inside the cage, crying, shouting, someone would free you
where is the key to eternal happiness
does it even exist in this darkness
loving someone wouldn't mean happiness
it also means being trapped in darkness