They fight so hard day and night trying to focus on the "good".
They want to forget there pains...

They are fools...And this is why.
Happiness is like a vile yet enticing drug, promising love, peace and even fulfillment... A hollow escape from reality.
Happiness is tyrannical mistress that demands all that one is, the smallest amount of grief can cause her to vanish in which you must once more give chase as not to loose your coveted love.
Happiness is a crutch onto which the lame and downtrodden cling to with such a fever... It can be so sickening
now misery on the other hand, well...
Misery is the truth, she will never sugar coat things nor set you up with a false hope to break your heart.
Misery is like a loving and thoughtful mother, even when you leave her she will always be there silently behind you waiting for you to fall so that she may take you into her arms and cling you to her bosom.
Misery is like a beautiful ecstasy for those in search of reality, and only she will be there for you when you are alone and all else has been lost.
And this I know.
For I am the begotten son of woe.








Hetohke'e *













21 old applause
