The Weight of Happiness

The harmonious hum of my tales, tales that gleam,
Meets the muted whispers of their somber theme.
For as my soul's music plays its jubilant song,
A counter melody of sorrow comes along.

Empathy, like a tide, washes over, consuming,
A dance of emotions, contrasting, resuming.
Guilt's quiet footsteps echo in a room of glee,
Wondering if my happiness casts a shadow, too stark to flee.