Carry What Joy?

So this is not my week...
Destined as it was for chaos and heartbreak.
It all builds and builds,
making it harder and harder to find the Joy.
My own pain is but a reflection
of those who suffer more...
I want to fix your pain!
Those of you, I love so much.
To strip clean the sadness and anguish.
Making light, out of the dark.
Yet...
It isn't ment to be.
So as you cry, I will hold you still.
The emptiness and lose I will attempt to fill.
Longing, as I do...
For peace to find you.
I will try and carry what Joy I have,
and leave it at your door.
It's all I have.
It's all I can do.
And I pray it is enough to get you through.,,