Happiness to sadness
to happiness again
Happiness is just an illusion
Of the mind and psychological heart
Through blood transfusions
Of the confused, gasping soul
Whispering secret prayers
Of wishes than only in a perfect world
Would ever consider coming true.
Peace and truth are quiet
As realizations kill all innocence
As the history of happiness
But reveals nothing but
A television screen of
As it is said happiness is an illusion.