Four Simple Things
An escape from everything
Away from the hatred of the world
Away from the terrors of the world
Away from the hypocrites of the world
To feel good is to feel happy
Find happiness and you shall feel peace
"How do you do it?" You ask.
"Four simple things," I answer.
Companions
Sharing smiles all around
"How are you?"
A truthful reply
They will never let me down
My happiness comes from them
Those who share my blood
Seeing through my facade
Knowing what is wrong
It's an act of God
They assure me that I am strong
My happiness comes from them
Literary adventures
What would I do without them?
Fantasies of other worlds
Or history that happened not too long ago
From the present to another time
From the earth to another realm
My happiness comes from them
Musical relief
Words trickle from my mouth
Fingers moving of their own accord
Emotions coming through
Allowing me to express my feelings
My happiness comes from them
An escape from everything
Away from the hatred of the world
Away from the terrors of the world
Away from the hypocrites of the world
To feel good is to feel happy
Find happiness and you shall feel peace.