Happiness That Haunts

The kind of happiness, that haunts
Has possessed me through giggles
Stranger, my mourning soul
Has now openly embraced you


My happiness loves to taunt
With eyes that glow Like the devil
Indifferent to cries
To mice, To ties, To crisis


The kind of happiness, that haunts
I’m afraid to face, your absence
because you give me the thoughts
That makes my life
Verse!



Sometimes re-verse