The night is dark
So one goes out for a walk
In hope to find fireflies
That could bring some hope
Mood much lightened
Perhaps because of the steps
Taken to lead one closer
To escape from this world
Mood lightened
But not necessary brighter
For one seems prone to being disheartened
In a world one doesn't feel fit
But should have ought to
Count one's blessings
To find one's lot is plentiful
Enough to ward off some miseries
Then comfort oneself
All adversity might be
Simply meant to boost
One's capacity to grow stronger
In this real world
That I sometimes dream not to be in
1 comment:
there must be dark clouds to allow one to see the bright sun when it appears. or else it will be constant happiness, that one may not recognise happiness.
it's a journey you are going through. others do not journal them, you do. others may not care so much about the world, you do. so all that makes a difference to who you are.
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