Hello. In this piece, I'm trying to convey the hopefulness that lies beyond the present sorrow...

That ache that seems no words can say,
The emptiness that floods your soul,
And carries all your hopes away,
That pain so sharp lasts but a day!

Don't drink too much from sorrow's cup,
Don't slake your thirst with that dark brew,
Just take a sip and leave the rest,
There's more to life than pained regrets.

Don't lay too long on sadness' bed,
But rise up early, face the day,
And believe that there'll be times ahead,
When gladness fills your heart instead.

That dolefulness, that misery,
That woeful heartache that you feel,
Is real, but not the very part of you,
That dreams and hopes and carries on.

Thanks for reading,

Brandon

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