Misery

written April 16, 1998

Misery
by jennie kathryn


While we sleep, and all our dreams abound,
The Little People are juggling our souls around.
They come in the night when noone makes a peep,
and take away the emotions that lie so deep.
They fiddle and they fix any problems that arise,
then replace what they took with a memory in disguise.
When they examine the mind of one in much pain,
they'll take away what has made her insane.
She'll never miss it, won't even bat an eye,
it's something so small she won't question why.
"Why can't I remember that feeling he gave me?",
No, she'll never miss that feeling of misery.
Then there is one, that greedy little soul
who won't relinquish his claim on what the others thought so droll.
"You have fixed her, now I will take care of him.
She will only know happiness, he will never hurt her again."
Now when she sleeps, beautiful dreams appear,
life with him is happy, with nothing left to fear.
The Little People live for this every night,
they play with our lives, when we can't even fight.
This is what they do, they think they're being kind,
so, better watch out, or they'll enter your mind.