The joy within torn

Not able to discern
Truth is, without experience
Discernment is useless

The joy within torn
Abruptly what once was
No longer exist
Except a false feeling of bliss

Created in the minds eye
To protect and forget
The joy within
That had been torn
Divided, dismantled and set apart

Only having discernment now
Truths no longer can be forgotten
Next step towards fulfillment
Digging deep into the emptyness
Left behind

Rediscovering, who it is I am inside
Throughout the losses, pain, and disappointment in life
One must build up the courage
Find that mustard seed of hope
From the divine