Happy Poems

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Even though it's not a story, it was requested by @Abbi780. I hope this helps you with the difficulties you have been facing.

What Makes Me Happy

This feeling is my heart.
It tingles in my heart
as if it will burst with happiness.
Why do I feel like this
whenever I'm around them?
My friends.
I raised my hands to the sky.
I'm glad I crossed paths with you
or else I would've been lost.
They're what makes me happy.
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The Light of My Darkness (this is named after someone's book I really have loved.)

I was stuck in a hole.
A hole I fell in.
I was clouded in darkness
as I hugged my knees.
Pain filled the organ known as the heart.
What happened?
How did this all start?
Was it when I kept all of my troubles to myself?
Was it when I pushed my friends away?
Was it when I pushed the person I loved most away?
I...regret it.
Everything I've done.
I'm sorry.
I should've asked for help when I needed it the most.
Streams of tears fell down.
I cried out for help.
But it was useless.
No one was there.
Only a tiny bit of hope was there
in the organ known as the heart.
It was a very long time.
The hope I had started to wither away.
"The finale is here." I whispered.
I stopped moving,
allowing myself to finally give up.
Suddenly,
A light so luminous.
A light I wasn't able to see for such a long time.
There it was.
A hand
and it was lending it out for me.
For the first time
in a very long time,
I was happy.
And grabbed it.
It pulled me up.
The Light of My Darkness.

Well, that's all for now. Hope you guys liked it.

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