Do they leave us for good
How can we get them back
Are they hanging in heaven
On an Angels’ rack
Or are they in a trunk
At the foot of the Devil’s bed
Do they disappear and dissipate
Or do they invert to feelings of hate.
They do neither of the above
They are there in your heart either near or far
Either remembered or forgotten
The feelings make us who we are
Good or bad, be thankful you feel
You have control of the wheel
And every feeling is great
To be numb is a jail
The key is there, it always was
Its as big as a whale
Where do the good emotions go?
Nowhere, they are there.
And they will always be