Hilarious

Loneliness, depression, stress, annoyance,

Fixed with the crack of a smile,

the uproar of laughter. 

A feeling of relief, of gratification, of importance,

lies in the reward of a simple chuckle.

In my eyes, 

the world is right, 

my soul is happy, 

I am the cause of a giggle, 

a smile and a pure, 

gentle sound of joy. 

Maybe all else will fail,

maybe all hopes and desires will fall,

but I know one whole truth.

I possess a gift, 

a spark in which a flame of pleasure ignites,

a simple taste of self-fulfillment. 

Chortling, tittering, cackling, sniggering. 

Laughter. 

 

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