Coming and going as they please
Nightmares are graves
Bringing your soul to its knees
Happiness is sunshine
Lifting the canopy into orbit
Misery is a vine
Strangling your soul in torment
Laughter is a flower
Brighting up the garden
Anger is a black tower
Surrounding the duldrums
Faith is water
Seeping through the cracks
Doubt is a blotter
Bearing hot wax
Spirit is a tapestry
Uniting the whole world
Ego is the majesty
Wishing to be heard
