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Drifting From A Blink To Open Eyes

Sadness seeps through days that never end

It stays as years vanish over and over

Happiness is a blink

I wish it were more than a thought

I wish it were permanent

For suicidal ideation, is a place my spirit wanders

The afternoon comes from a morning where I knew not how to wake

Dreaming of an escape

But the woman I love

Stands by a heavenly gate

She takes, always, my reflected hate

It’s the way she makes me feel

With her company

With her words

With her love

Happiness is a place

Where my eyes can stay open

And they do