Gone

It was is all a dream

happiness was nothing but a distant faded memory.

I tried to capture it but it continued to slip away.

So I stood there in dismay and turned around to walk away.

As I was walking something seemed to creep behind me.

I turned to look but saw nothing.

I kept walking,

I could seem home was not far away.

I still felt whatever was creeping behind me

but I never looked back.

I was focused.

I woke up and felt very different.

Something seemed to be flowing through me

It was hopeful

It was positive

It made me feel like I could conquer the world.

Something had found me

and swore to keep fighting for it and to never

let it go.