Happiness

What is happiness?

Does it exist?

No matter whose life you look into you see a strive for happiness. That's what we all want on our death bed's. If it's in money, friends, family, your career. Anything. All we want it to die knowing that we achieved true happiness.

But tell me.

Have you ever thought,

What if it doesn't exist?

What if the people who commit suicide are merely the smart ones who have figured out the truth. The ones who stopped drowning in oblivion.

What if it's all a lie.

A god?

If so he only created us to watch us squirm.

Don't give me that shit that he actually cares and puts us through trials so we become stronger. If that was true why would people commit suicide in the first place. They don't become stronger. They leave this terrible world and never look back.

So maybe we're the fools.

Working everyday for this image we have in our heads, but have we ever really seen it on this Earth? Have we seen someone who is truly happy? Will there ever be a time when the nagging stops and it's simply peace and true happiness that no one can break or even crack.

Oh wait.

That sounds a bit too much like death.

Maybe the best people have the worst problems because life is trying to hint that we should stop trying.

Are the happy times good enough to block out the bad?

Maybe some people achieve the happy image in their head, but it turned out being worse then they thought it would be, so the bad is even worse.

We're all blind in outer space wishing for land, but when we finally meet gravity so close to sweet victory. We speed until we burn up, and by the time we've met land we're ash.

In the story of Pandora's Box when she opens the box and all these terrible things come out with the weak hope left inside. Pandora helps hope out to save the people from all the bad things. Though maybe, just maybe, hope was the worst of them all. Seeming to be nice and comforting it is the reason we build ourselves up just to get torn back down. We end up hoping for things we simply cannot reach.

No matter what people say it all comes down to true happiness.

Does it exist?

Should we keep fighting?

Or is it another illusion formed by the clouds around our heads? Where hell just needs to rain down to make it disappear so we see for once that it's all a lie.