Chance at Bliss

I don't have all the words
To explain just how I feel
The ups and downs that come each day
Combined with all that I conceal

The air grows cold and stale
All depending on the day
And I am left in silence
Yet I have so much to say

It all gets buried deep inside,
A slough of joy and dismality
A constant battle to coexist
While maintaining individuality

But in the amber sunlight's glow
I can see right through the mist
Just knowing that life goes on
I search for one more chance at bliss.