Bliss

The sound of my breathing keeps me up
I try to hear silence
Thoughts of the struggle makes me corrupt
Behind my eyelids tears rest
Never letting them fall
Choosing to stay stressed
Standing in this darkness
I always look on the bright side
Searching for true bliss
Always searching for true bliss.
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