The Commencement of Impossible Happiness

Glaring amongst the abyss that floats above

Daring all the odds stacked against love

Contemplating against contemplation thus

Dreaming within nightmares, hoping exodus

Looking into the reflections of gleaming eyes

Fighting hurt that emerged from familiar ties

Witnessing the rough grazing that still haunt

Moistened by the moist look that nearly daunt

Attempting to sow the seeds that seem ungainly

Prying through honest trials that scream faintly

Flowers that lost scent and beds that lost warmth

Appear forth, though hallucinations create qualms

Blessings thus forgotten, yet, yearning to bless

For The Commencement of Impossible Happiness