One emotion.

Hate
Love
Fear
Hope
Remorse
Anger
Darkness
Death

She’s curled up in a world of her own
These feelings, these emotions, so unknown

Spinning and spinning around her head
she’s on the track to no where, instead
of being used, instead of being lost,
she can see a light, shining through the winter frost.
The cold is numbing the grieve, the light is blinding
her innocent eyes, her dreams are finally unwinding.
There’s the angel, waiting for her hand, she can’t
wait any longer, the angel is here, and her wishes it did grant.

“You have reached the end, you have reached your goal,
I have granted your wish, to take away your soul,
It shall live with ones who love it, and will be looked after
better than before, now instead of tears, laughter
it will hear. Fare well, goodbye, you do not exist anymore”

She thought there might be hope, a different joyful door,
Another chance, another go, at living through the day,
But she was wrong, and this shining creature will float away
with her life, with her hate, with her love, with her fear, with her hope,
with her remorse, with her anger, with her darkness, and it will cope
unlike she did. It took all her feelings, but still left her with one,
the emotion of death, the emotion of none.