Happiness?

When I am all alone,

In my room,

It feels like a combat zone,

A combat zone of feelings that go boom.

 

Happiness in front,

Anger in back,

Sandness goes blunt,

And finally Fear goes smack.

 

Happiness I love not just as a feeling,

But life should be that way,

Happiness always seems to be healing,

It never makes a person grey.

 

Anger is the worst,

Because it kills time,

It is always in thirst,

And this feeling should be a crime.

 

Sadness is there,

But it only shows occasionally,

It is there only on times of despair,

After Happiness comes Sadness dies fatally.

 

And last there is Fear,

Fear is a life sucker,

It can be very severe,

But once again Happiness comes and Fear goes down with a stutter.