Happiness Poem by Gavyn Krueger

The sun begins to rise.
Light beaming down on me as I start to close
My eyes.
I sit, not thinking, not wondering,
But Enjoying.
Enjoying every last breath I take. Enjoying
The warm rays of light barely touching my
Skin.
I cannot remember the last time I felt
Like this.
The feeling of unconditional happiness for me
Is hard to find.
I open my eyes and the beauty of the world is
Not what it seems.
The grass is not green. Weeds overpowering
Even the tallest of the trees.
I half expected to see this ugly way the world
Has become.
I force my eyes shut as if I were a little
Kid afraid of the night.
I do not want to see that world anymore.
I only want to see the beautiful sceneric
View I see when I close my eyes.
And then the thinking begins.
This is not me.
I'm the sad one. The hurt one. The
Angered one.
How can I be happy?
Sitting here, alone. Eyes shut, thinking. So,
How can I possibly be happy?
Is it the scenery that keeps playing over and
over in my head? Is it the sun's rays shining
Down on me? What is it?
And why am I over analyzing the fact that
I am happy? Why can't I just accept the
Happiness?
I have been so unhappy for the longest time
That I'm in un-chartered territory.
I begin to open my eyes again and I see
The world more clearly.
It is not ugly but, more beautiful then
I remember it being.
The trees swaying in the wind.
I can hear the birds chirping.
And I remember that I am free. But, not
For long. Tomorrow I will be in chains to
The pain I have felt for so long. But today,
Today I will welcome Happiness.