The Vicious Circle.
Each time I'm a tad Happy or at peace with myself, this is quickly negated with subsequent wrenches.
Fingering the logbook of moods & events, this has been true since 2005.
It has culminated in a Fear of being Happy.
The higher I scale the wall of Happiness, the harder its accompanying fall.
It leaves me Flummoxed.
Perhaps there will be answers Tomorrow,
At the place where Joy & Sorrow dwell.
Fingering the logbook of moods & events, this has been true since 2005.
It has culminated in a Fear of being Happy.
The higher I scale the wall of Happiness, the harder its accompanying fall.
It leaves me Flummoxed.
Perhaps there will be answers Tomorrow,
At the place where Joy & Sorrow dwell.
posted by whimsical_fantasies at 11:15 PM
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