Am I allowed to have a childish grin on my face?
Am I, an adult past my prime, allowed to feel as if I am back to my youth.
The feeling of joy when something finally goes right.
The feeling of joy when you finally feel as if your heart is no longer chained by burden.
You struggle and fight against a chain that ties you down.
A single thought or thread that keeps you from thinking of sanity.
You feel as if you are finally going insane,
Yet one thing brings you back to sanity.
Your brain causes you to worry and feel countless pain.
A part of your body that you need to stay alive is your biggest threat.
It creates massive pain.
Massive anxiety.
Massive depression.
The brain.
The heart.
The body.
The soul.
Regardless, your thoughts cause great pain.
Anxiety.
Depression.
Pain.
Suffering.
But that one thought of joy.
That one thought of freedom.
That one realisation of understanding.
You are free.
You are happy.
For the first time in forever, you feel happy.
Happiness that will only last so long.
As it soon repeats
You forget your smile.
You forget the grin.
You forget that moment ever happened.
You are allowed to feel happiness
As if you were the child you once was.
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