Hunting down my bliss.

Treading on broken pieces, flying with broken wings,

This madness brims, it swallows, my sanity is on the brink.

I'll hurt myself, and I'll fall down, but you should know of this,

I'm hunting down the long lost smiles, I'm hunting down my bliss.

I'll put on my bravest fight, with what brokenness that I have,

And sometimes I will fall for lies, I'll get caught up in those traps,

But all I see, and all I know, is that there is another, better side,

I'm getting there, and I don't care, how long or hard the ride.

There is hope, there always was, and I'm set off to find it now,

I'll make my way, I'll crush the pain, I'll make it through somehow.