An attempt at poetry

by shelbyisrad


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.