Perfection The (Un)Beautiful Lie

There lies my happiness

Out of reach,

A distant white light

High up above the darkness

If I can reach that light, I can be happy again After I finish this, I can be happy

If I do this, then my life will be perfect

And so on…

Always looking forward

Never back

Never around

Never at those on the same path

All sprinting towards the pinprick light of perfection No matter how far we walk

How fast we run

Always looking up at It

Unforgiving cold in its blinding brightness Unreachable

Pursuing our so-called happiness

Racing to perfection

Never looking down

Down to see the treadmill beneath my aching feet So intent on chasing perfection

Not realizing

That bright white light

Made of

Their lies, ~~my happiness~~