Way through Woods

Walking down the woods at night,
Following those fireflies light.
Carefully moving forward,
so as not to provoke creatures, while marching onward.
As I saw my home in close range,
I ran wailing to ring the doorbell
Looking back on the pain I endured,
while searching for Happiness.
Closer I reached,
Darkness started to fade,
While I Wade.
And I'm back home
Where I belonged.

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