A pessimistic heart
Looking for joy
When surrounded by misery
Seems so futile
All I see is pain
All I've felt is hurt
Sometimes all the bad
Drowns out all the good
Bitterness lies deep
And it grows even deeper
Tears unstaunched
What keeps me here
Cling to memory
Memory of hope
In Salvation
In God alone
To fight for joy
Appears the only path
Counting myself a warrior
Beating Satan back
Although it was given
I couldn't deserve it less
Joy in life all around
Before rejected, despair embraced
Becase it's easier
To hold onto tears
Follow their path
Taste their fear
A smile, it fleets
Somehow gaseous
Without taste or smell
Only special people see
Joy and sadness
Inevitably intertwined
Ultimately I believe
Both are divine
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