Where does the joy go
when life lays me out flat
when every little thing is an obstacle
when things just seem to go wrong?
Where does the joy go
when getting up gets harder
when life gets lonelier
when I reach out and get slapped down?
Where does the joy go
when the choices I make turn into mistakes
when decisions are mine alone to make
and I can’t think straight?
Where does the joy go
when there’s no one to share
no one to lean on
and everything comes back to haunt me?
I sink into the pits of despair
allow myself to feel the pain
but then something fans the flame
and the fires of creativity roar again
I am not so all alone,
Joy returns!
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