legolas

Is happiness truly lost to us to the point that it is nothing more then an illusion and a false hope in which we spend countless thought which ends in disappointment and sorrow? Is happiness only just a word that has been made up to break our spirit and make us look as the fool when we strive to find it? Alas is happiness so thoughtless and callous that it hides in the shadows to pray on us to the point that there is nothing left of us and then leave us to wallow in the blackness of it's heart only to return from time to time merely to freshen the carcass that was once our dreams and turn them into nightmares from which there is no return only suffering and despair? Has happiness become so hidious and hateful that it's sole purpose has become damning us to the abyss of utter chaos where there is no redemption only misery and torment for all eternity? Has happiness died and left only the foul stench of putrid disgust and hatred in the world? Alas the dreams never end they only become empty and evil then devour our souls! Legolas