An attempt at poetry
Sadness is most prominent;
it is the heaviest on my soul
While Anger simmers and burns at my heart
and show itself the most
Confusion underlies it all,
and Happiness is hard to be found;
the laughter, if any, feels forced.
But Joy and Faith are standing firm in the deepest parts of my being
reminding me the emotions are conditional;
they come and go as they please,
but the source of my strength is steadfast in the storms.