In my hand I grip my happiness
A mixture of cold and warmth
during a night so bright I feel alive
only to be blinded by my sanctuary

Im so full of thoughts I can barely think
For when the night falls my mind will sink
Into this peace I believe so well
As I smile I will bid farewell

  • Author: JoeLucky (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 30th, 2017 01:28
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 22


  • Jezzer

    Wow what i read is amazing, love it! Your blessed.

    • JoeLucky

      Thank you Jezzer

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