The Day of Flirting with Happiness

I'm flirting with happiness today. I'd better make the most of it because Gloom is bound to find out about my illicit affair and wrestle Happiness out of my arms, leaving me withoiut a soul to squeeze. At the moment Happiness and I are idling away a few merry hours together. I am blissfully free and worryless. I can still see the demons from the corner of my eye though - my colourful vision is blackened at the edges - like when you antiqueify a piece of paper for a school project, colouring it with strained tea bags and then burning the edges... the flame skirting around the edges, threatening to devour the whole paper unless you catch the flame immediately. Thats how my sadness is, threateningly skirting the edges. Eager to invade, like a greedy hungry army with their weapons raised, waiting only for their leader to raise the green flag.