Reality Vs A Dream

Happiness is addicting.
A drug everyone wants.
It’s not as depressing as it seems. 
Trust me.

They won’t listen.

To not be quite satisfied but yet
Once they itch that scratch,
Don’t want it to end.
That’s them.

Wanting to stay always in that dream.
Always laughing and liberating.
But sometimes even in a split second 
that pain, anger, loneliness slips by 
And hits fast, a fist to the gut.
I guess happiness is addicting. 
Your need to always have more 
Always feel that rush 
Always feel the floating high up,
above the small towns.
Soaring threw clouds. 
Hitting tops of tall trees
and small mountain peaks,
but it followed and for eternity attacks.
Throwing you down back to reality.