Sometimes the stars refuse to shine

And sometimes you see

There is no hope in the divine.


Sometimes the night is just a night,

With a pale sunset,

But no resurrecting light.


Sometimes life seems morbidly dark,

The moon robs each dream,

Every inspiring spark.


Sometimes all love does is pine

And though we try hard

We find no mercy in time.


Sometimes sadness bursts anew

And feelings tangle,

And faithless strength holds me to you.


Sometimes my words find no rhymes

So I hold despair and you close

And I go on writing – sometimes.


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