Some days,
Things go your way
Some days,
Others, you want to cry all day.
When the worst days come
And trust me, they will,
Just start to hum,
And keep going over that hill.
When it feels like the world,
Is tumbling down,
Deep into the underworld,
And you think you may drown.
Hold your head up high,
And just push on,
Keep your face to the sky,
And focus thereon.
When everything around,
Feels like it's ablaze,
While you are fear-bound,
Trapped in a maze.
Think back to the best days,
When you saw the future bright,
For that future is always,
Just within your sight.
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Writetober 2019 Collection
RandomHere is where I will be collecting all of my works for this years Writetober challenge. There will be poems, short stories, and other forms of writing all throughout the month posted here! If you haven't already, join in the challenge, it's not too...