Poem: Climb

The sun has come home, but the light is not here.

I want to see something that I have never seen.

A stream of love that is overshadow by fear.

Then I cannot believe that this is me.

Why do I live for the pain rather than run from the hope.

This is not the path I have chosen to walk.

This is the hill I must climb to see the stream that love flows.

I just do not know how long I can climb.

Night falls soon, and I am not sure what the dark holds.