Where is my happiness?
Where is the horizon, which bringeth forth joy?
Did not you promise such, would come unto me?
Where is that emotion which lightens the heavy burdens of our misery?
Happiness is as the stars,
Seemingly close,
Yet so far away...
A celestial sphere of light,
Engulfed in the void of misery,
It pacifies the raging seas of emotions,
It tames the feral dragon, which is my soul,
I have felt its warmth against my frigid skin.
I have seen its beauty with my sorrowful eyes,
And I have heard its celestial song,
Yet fate, God, or man, has taken it away from me,
Even after it has long since been destroyed,
I hold its lifeless remains in my palm,
Left with only memories, of the joy I once had,
Such memories bring such pain,
Tormenting my very soul,
Reminding me that I was once given happiness,
Yet as a leaf in a gentle breeze,
My happiness has left me and disappeared into the mists of obscurity,
I find myself utterly alone,
Destined to face the oncoming horde of depression,
Unequipped with the magnificent blade of happiness,
Unprotected by the impenetrable armor of joy,
Wherefore art thou?
Hast thou forsaken me?
Dost thou enjoy my agony?
Have I not seen enough bloodshed?
Have not my eyes been blinded by the interminable darkness enough?
Cannot you see the pain that thou hast inflicted upon me?
Is my life...in vain?
For each new day bringeth forth a novel species of pain,
I open my eyes only to see the misery around me,
I open my heart only to see it shattered,
I open my mouth only to speak ignorance,
Wherefore art thou, purpose?
Wherefore art thou, happiness?
Wherefore art thou, love!?