Lingering Joy Midst Despair

(Title is not official)

Walking through the hall
a book clutched tight against my chest
like a shield from sorrow.
Eyes on the ground, walking quickly
as if not wanting to slow down and think
because I'm aftaid of my own thoughts.
Caught in the dreary state between dream and despair
A mixture of
Frustration
Thoughtfulness
Tiredness
And lack of confidence
Bottled up in my heart.
But there is something else.
Lying on my bed, I let my despair melt
Like cold snow.
But it leaves behind one last emotion
The special feeling of joy
That lingered
When she looked into my eyes
And gave me her smile.