Fear is a puppet master, pulling all the strings
while Hate is a prison guard, holding all the keys
Rage is the spark to a flame, orchestrating chaos

Sorrow and melancholy are cousins
They vie for control and slowly smother
as they carve black holes in a starry sky

Boredom feeds anxiety as anxiety fuels paranoia
twitching, itching, yearning for all that is lost
or imagined to be

Euphoria is a fleeting comet
shooting across the sky and
exploding in the brightest light

but Happiness is a simple divinity
It holds hands with Hope
and celebrates each little moment






photo: Flickr
prompts: #aprpad – day 16, #napowrimo – day 17, Todd Dillard