Hope For My Joy
My soul is being beckoned
To leave heartbreak
To depart from reality
To give and not take
My joy is endless
In this other life
I get to see this joy
But only sometimes..
Reality splits my thoughts
Like a whip cracking on my back
But I still have my joy
And reality can't take that
Not if I have hope
Which never ceases to be
No matter how woesome my troubles
Even if tripled by three
Copyright © Destiny Jordan | Year Posted 2014
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