This is for Ronovan Writes’ décima challenge and FOWC: Practice. Also, I didn’t mean to make this poem so depressing, but sometimes one can’t help what one wants to write.
When life gives little healing balm,
When to escape I have an itch
And would give anything to switch,
I have to practice being calm.
There’s joy and pain inside each psalm.
I must believe that joy outweighs
Despair, and waits for a surprise,
Available to open eyes —
I’m ready for it to amaze,
But practice patience since pain stays.
revivedwriter 
This wasn’t depressing at all! I thought it was quite hopeful actually. Patience is an important virtue especially during these troubling times.
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