Happiness

This is traction for dissatisfaction

Chapters relaxed in the path of this bastion

Thinking how the status is really kind of ominous

Happiness defined by design from the opposite

Feel my mind flash, like colliding and crash

Want to hit brakes but instead I hit gas

Grip the pain of whiplash from this fatal impact

Wish time forward fast won't escape from this past

Collapsed feeling trapped under once tall ceilings

The path had crossed regions, the goal beyond reaching

Almost, stopped believing; just weathering all seasons

Grieving so long that the words had lost meaning