Where does my joy lay?
Did it blow away with the wind?
Wash away by the waves?
And my strenght?
Perhaps it got crushed by a rock,
or was it long ago overpowered by weakness?
When did courage leave me?
For it seems to now be residing in others
Hope?
It has been a while since I last heard of her
I was told she stayed the longest,
yet she was the first to abandon me
But,
rendering me speechless is will
For he still stands by me,
cheering me on,
telling me to go find my inocence,
my strenght,
my hope and my courage,
to take them by the hand,
and lead them back to me
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What came to mind
PoetryIn this book you will find poems, thoughts and everything in between. There is no specific theme, what came to mind is what got written down.