My Black Cloud

(cloud is a metaphor used for problems)

Can someone define what happiness is?

Is it just getting that smile or getting that lighter feeling?

You walk miles and miles looking for happiness,

But only thing u see is perseverance.

Over the years I have seen so many things changing,

The only thing that has not changed is my black cloud.

My happiness is temporary and my cloud is waiting for an entry,

From all my misery’s I’ll be free.

It’s a strange relationship that I share with my black cloud,

After all he is the only one that counts.

Life is…..

Laughing at irony even when it’s laughing at you,

Losing your innocence and seeing the good in you.

My deepest sorrows brings my cloud near,

Now I live my life without any fear.

For you it’s such a difficult thing,

For me it’s just the same thing.

I walk under his shadow with fake smile on my face,

My soul asks me, “would u ever get out of the haze”