shielded

oh my. those are some gorgeous swords.

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but my shield is happiness.

its what i use to steer clear of all which is unneeded.

doesn’t it hurt? yep.

doesn’t it cut deep inside? oh yes.

shouldn’t i be crying, weeping, writhing in pain? i would think so.

then why am i still so happy? so cheerful, so chipper?

well. i say its because all the pain, sadness, negativity, it was stopped. stooped by the wall of joy i built around myself. i built it for this, you know. for protection. inside, i know it wont protect me forever, but itll shield me for the time being. happiness is invulnerability, and i could use a healthy dose of it. honestly, who wouldn’t like a dose of it? nothing hurts you, youre invincible. its like a dream come true. only its not. it is, sadly, short lived. the sorrow and pain build up over time, they become stronger, they gain intensity. and then, in a moment of vulnerability, they bust down my walls, break my sturdy, loving shield of happiness, and claim me.

that is, until more happy comes to my rescue.