31 December, 2011

Your happiness.

The happiness you hand out is fleeting. It feels plastic and mass-produced. Made in China. It is brittle and easily broken. So easily. It is transparent, and still would be even if there were depth to it at all. Thin and sticky as toffee, it clings and leaves a noticeable mark. A mark that stains. It leaves a taste in the mouth, sour and at times over-sweet. It is tinny and always stuck on repeat. One wonders if it ever was, is, or will be real...

Happiness. Joy. Pleasure. Cheer. Glee. Delight. Ecstasy.

4 comments:

Julz Perri said...

I love your writing Bonnie :) it's beautiful the way that you can describe things, you do it in such a beautiful way even when describing ugly things! Just thought I'd let you know I'm addicted :D

Bonbonniere said...

thanks julz :) sometimes writing about ugly things in this way makes me feel better about it, that maybe there's some good to it after all... silver lining?

Anonymous said...

I'm stalking your work :P

Julz Perri said...

That makes a lot of sense... I like that you can do this, I know I couldn't and I won't even try :) but it makes me happy to see that ugly can be made into pretty :) Please don't ever stop!

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