Sometimes it is impossible to write
Sometimes to make things right
Sometimes it is more than plain sight
Sometimes the shadows eats away light
Sometimes courage withers from fright
Sometimes it takes all mustered might
Sometimes the will falters into night
Sometimes trains of thought vanish out of sight
Sometimes each breath taken at such height
Sometimes struggles appear like summer blight
Sometimes wonder gives way from plight
Sometimes hope springs a blinding light
Sometimes darkness as bleak as winters bite
Sometimes emotions lift and fall, are you alright
You write in the hope it being true
The right kind of sky blue
The eye spies a sight in the distance they grew
New life comes from morning light all anew
Suns light pushes all fears good bye, adieu
Fears welt the fright pushed backfrom you
Holding on with all your might life's biggest clue
No endless night but the coming of morning dew
Even when it's not in sight hope springs on cue
At great height you peak the distance all in view
Cutting limbs of blight a breeze no more mildew
A plight so strong is what you do
A beacon of light keep you safe till morning new
Pain hurts a nasty bite but from who
You'll be alright because you're someone's boo.
I'm not sure if this practise succeeded in it's intent. As i wrote it, the repeat theme gets touched to much as i try to change the mood of my poems.
I think i failed but what do you think?
