I held tight to peace
In my search of relief
But she still
Spilled discreet
From a hole underneath

lX0st

Good morning, mourning dove

With time 
u will find peace
In life 
U will find relief
Lovely poem
And beautiful rhyming

Hold to that peace lady! It will come back in favor I believe

Sometimes we hold on so tightly that there is nothing left to hold on to and we are left with empty hands.  Excellent short poem