Hope Holds My Hand Poem by K J

Believe it I feel free,
though my head ache there is a peace,
simple laughter tickles my soul.
I see a ray of light in the mist of the gray clouds that surround me.
Keep my eye on the ray of hope;
keep my eye on the light.
I want to run toward it with all of my might,
to get away from the craziness,
away from the voice that tears me down.
I must walk one step at a time,
I hear whispers.”
Slowly child I will guide your way,
run you will fall its much to dark in here.”
I look around the fear returns I hold on the hand of hope with all my might,
“get me through, get me through”
then another step, another day,
I feel free, hope grows brighter,
joy calls to me,
kindness and goodness are shadows that means they are close by.
Wounded, torn and shattered I lean on hope for I can’t make it on my own.