I, who has clinical depression.
Finding happiness in a cloud of smoke
But I do.
I find my happiness on the back
Of my galloping horse.
Flying through the air.
Thundering hooves, whispering air.
In the smell that surrounds my home
When family is near
Gentle laughter and banter can be heard.
I find it in those long car rides
Full of music, full of thought
My place to think and go places in life
I Find it in my favorite movie
When he who is misunderstood
It gives me peace.
To be able to find
Even in the darkest
Of my depression.
And in that Happiness, I am given.