Joy,
Where have you gone?
Why must you keep from me?
What have I done to you?...
for you to turn your face from me‐
Surely you know of my great need for you...
and still, you gift me only with the sight of your back‐
Without your face every light shines black
the sun is gray and my eyes are colorless‐
Joy,
Why have you left me?...
abandoned in distress,
bereft and shipwrecked‐
treading through Despair's sea
doomed to see the depths of this body of tears...
rejected by my own smile,
and attacked by my own mind‐
Joy,
Where have you gone?
Despair has turned everything against me...
and I suppose,
that includes you too...
About the Creator
JM
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.
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