This life holds weight
Containing pleasure
And pain
We could use it
Or abuse it
With our depression
It could keep you stable
Or totally soak you
With its waves of change
While you feel
So heavy
The sun will
Dry up the burdens
That surrounds you
Its presence maybe
So hot at first
But remember
Each ray that touch
Your skin
Becomes a teacher
Each day
Our lives holds
A lot of pounds
Its hard to wait
Times will get better
Hold on with your
Shining energy
Of continual faith
By Deon Souldier Ballard