Happiness

Happiness use to dwell here in my mind-home.
At one time we were inseparable.
Now happiness rarely stops by, And when it does it doesn't stay long.
Sadness, insanity, and denial are my greatest friends now, Well more so acquaintances.
I do not deny that their company isn't comforting, For without them I would truly be alone.
And that, I could not bear.