Inu: Ok. Here's the 4th of the emotions poems!
Happiness. . . Is a hard trophy to win.
As priceless as life itself.
So many desire. . . this feeling of warmth.
So little have what all desire.
This feeling, some are prepared to sacrifice all for this only emotion.
And some are so desperate for this they are ready to kill the obstacles in their way of this goal.
As they finally reach their goal they realize it didn't last long.
As they gaze upon the victims who have died at their hands.
They regret trying to reach this unfathomable feeling they once desired.
I have become one of those who is forced to look upon the dead.
I have hurt loved ones who I once held dear.
And have murdered many others and friends.
My love has left, my pack exiled from, all has turned for the worse.
I'm alone. . . alone in this empty, dark abyss called guilt.
It's cold, howling wind freezes my warm heart into a heart of ice.
To be eternally frozen a sea of my memories to never thaw again.
I try to run and find who has stolen my happiness.
But no matter how far or fast I run I never find them.
Those thieves, those bandits who have stolen my heart.
When I thought I had nothing to live for, suddenly I feel a warmth.
When I thought my heart could never thaw it has achieved an impossible goal.
My love has come back.
What I thought was a dream was actually a reality.
My love has come back to melt the ice that incases my heart.
He melts the pain away and brings a gift.
A gift for both of us.
A gift to share.
A gift we both desired and now own.
Happiness has come to bless us.
Happiness I guess comes to those who wait.
Inu: Damn I'm very good at this!