Thursday, November 25, 2010

Happiness From Once Lost

He is not the person that he used to be
And a darker World out there is all he can see
Though the sun it is shining with a gentle breeze
On a pleasant Spring day close to twenty degrees
He used to love Nature before becoming mentally unwell
For people like poor John life can be Earthly Hell
The music of the blackbird floats into his room
But all he can sense is a deep sense of gloom
A batchelor in his mid forties in his brown hair gray
The things that brought him happiness does not today
He used to love Nature but not anymore
Dejection the shield against happiness he felt before
Mental illness invaded and clouded his mind
Happiness from once lost never again easy to find.

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