The dark angels that walked through me will not leave or part.
Feelings began to spread, and consume my untouched mind.
Any relief from the pain, I can not seem to find.
Caring eyes are glazing over, after all is lost.
The tears are now crawling down, with no meaningful cost.
Sleepless nights and no hunger pains are all I can see.
I wish to be alone, lone, I want to be.
If I can't end the torture, no one else should suffer.
My life, compared to another should not be rougher.
There, I cause no harm, and no one's able to hurt me.
No one can enter, because I have hidden the key.
~Emily Adams
I'll spin you Valentine evenings."
-Jim Henson