Joy is watching your little brother’s cheeky smile turn into a laugh
Joy is knowing there’s nothing more you need than what you already have
Joy is stopping for just a second and watching everything go by fast
Joy is sitting back and wondering if all of this will really last
Fear is making sure the doors are locked up tight
Fear is looking over your shoulder and suddenly not feeling right
Fear is watching your child grow up and one day, leaving
Fear is seeing them again, but at your tombstone, grieving
Hatred is bottled up feelings of anger from the past
Hatred is the reason that most great friendships don’t last
Hatred is clenching your fist and lashing out on everyone
Hatred is looking back and thinking, “What have I done?”
Hope in the midst of darkness, is a single bright star
Hope is being judged for what you’re not, but knowing who you really are
Hope is an assurance for things that are not really in sight
Hope is watching your whole life fall apart, but knowing that it’s going to be all right
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Jeniah Clarke
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