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