Lyrrad Drawe Oipila


Happiness - Poem by Lyrrad Drawe Oipila

Maybe I mistook pain for happiness.
if so I'm as happy as can be.
If happiness lies when you are alone,
I'm marked with joy, from skin to bone.

Happiness only taunts me,
it only shows lies
it points at me laughing,
while I slowly die.

Then to sign my bitter end.
It mocks me posing as my friend.
A goal unattainable for anyone who dares.
Happiness, while I'm dying, silently stares.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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