finding

times and troubles, closing heart

times that tear the soul apart

worthless days, release of joy

life of games, hope destroyed



more than feelings, more than lies

waking soul disrobes the guise

to see the beauty, seize the time

grasping gratitude, dawns the trying



eyes awake, eyes that beg

for real and true, no heed of end's sake

cherished hope through doubts and drives

through muddled moments . . .

precious life

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Caught up in what is bad.
Letting go.
Changing focus.

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Ashley Maria's picture

dana this poem is pretty really pretty

Jasper Hendriks's picture

I like the holding onto / bad - letting go theme.

Nice guitar on the photo ;-)