Like a Thought Process

#ART... Caution thrown to the wind. Happiness bought. Remember when I told you about the ghost?  They say vampires run fast, I attempted to run with one, not sure though, if I wanted to catch up or if I wanted to run with... Oh the child, and the child in me Everytime I attempted to do something that should have given me inner peace, I found happiness. There's a bridge that separates joy from happiness right?  I exercised caution, built it up because I needed to be responsible.  Then I threw it away, I don't know if the wind caught it. I don't always believe in mistakes; those things have to matter before they are considered imperfect, true?  I remember nothing of my childhood, it never really existed, can I call it short term memory?  I spoke of chains on a grave, I know why...  Trust me when I tell you life is fair; karma now becomes something of an immortal, a god.  You should believe things you cannot see and trust,  those things whose exist...