Joy

They call her joy. Claiming the label normal. Far from it. Her smile made me feel uncomfortable. Never seen a smile so much. I creep from the shadows. Joy walks in the light. Her happiness consumed the eyes of hate and envy. Hated because she won’t hate back. You glare at her. She gently smiles back. Assured of everything she is. Never denying the family that attempt to bring her down into the dark kingdom of the beast. Greatly loving her other half. She has something everyone wants. Happiness.