Sometimes
Sometimes the darkness can be too dark;
Sometimes the sun doesn't rise;
Sometimes the clouds never break apart;
Sometimes I don't want to open my eyes.
Sometimes the river seems to stop;
Sometimes the fire will burn my face;
Sometimes these sounds are just noise;
Sometimes I can't finish the race.
But sometimes the darkness is the gift,
And sometimes the sun shines too bright.
Sometimes the clouds give me protection,
So I'm strong enough to put up a fight.
And sometimes the river is soothing,
And the fire can light your way.
Sometimes those sounds make music,
And sometimes you just need to play.
Even if the world seems to hate you,
Or you don't believe you have a chance,
There is always someone standing behind you,
Pushing you into the dance.
~Emily Love
