Oh Sweet Mother Misery. "Revised."

Every where I look I see people seeking  the frail and fleeting pleasures of happiness;
indeed they toil day by day, ardently searching for a reason however small to be gay,
each and every one of them that takes fancy with such folly is but a simple, pitiful  creature to daft to know any better... 

Now should you be such a creature and wonder as to why I should say such things allow me to inform you of just what it is that you desire so much...

Happiness is a tyrannical mistress that demands all that one is and has, given the smallest amount of grief  she would take to the wind; vanishing so that one must once more give chase lest one suffer the loss of there coveted love.

She is akin to a vile yet ever so enticing drug;  promising love, peace and hope, she may even go so far as to promise a sense of safety in ones life, quite simply she offers little more then a hollow escape from reality.

Happiness is but a crutch onto which the foolish, the lame and the downtrodden cling to... It can be so sickening.

Now Misery on the other hand...

Misery is  a blunt honesty, she will never sugar coat the truth nor set you up with a false hope just so that your heart may once more be broken;
she is akin to a loving and thoughtful mother whom is always there for you and no matter how many time you rebuke her she shall always be there for you, silently waiting for the time to come where you fall.

And when that time does indeed come she shall be there and she shall catch you and thus take you into her arms and cling you to her bosom.

She shall hold you, stroking your hair and offering the bittersweet love that only she may offer;  and unlike the cruel mistress whom has forsaken you she shall remain with you for as long as you would with her.

In the end only she will be there for you when you have become broken crushed, alone and forsaken for even if every thing else has been lost you shall always have her.

All that I have said thus is born of what I know,
for I have known her love as a chosen son of woe.