Three angels

A chilling wind blows through your hair,
You sense someones near.
Looking around you see three angels,
One is welcoming, One is scared and One has broken wings.

You step to wards them.
The welcoming one speaks,
"I am joy, these are sorrow and pain.
You must choose one of us,
But choose wisely,
All it not what it seems."

You step closer again,
Sorrow looks greedy and manic,
Joy looks welcoming, but somewhat selfish.
Pain looks very sad, But somehow humble.

Another step,
"I have made my decision."
Joy smirks and starts moving foreword.
"Pain."
Joys gaw drops,
Sorrows smirks as it See's joys displeasure.
Pain steps foreword and changes into a beautiful figure.

"Everything will be alright"