My sorrow

Out there i saw him gloams, Whithin me the pain built homes, My heart got stuck and unsound In my heart neither a remedy nor a fix found My dark moments for me are my light, Spite of what some people call blight, As to my sorrow teaches me for tomorrow How to wait for the light of afterglow. My sorrow never told me lies But sometimes wets my eyes So that my heart meets the peace And releases it from decade's decease. My sorrow once told me a story In which it's normal in life to be sorry And to me says: the pain you should endure The reason why it always pushes me to inure. My sorrow isn't at all my enemy Rather is all i have as my academy Through which lessons are learned Growth and wisdom i earned . My sorrow is honest and sincere. Though sometimes it begets in me a awful atmosphere. I like it because of forcing me to be persistent Teaching me At every level thank thee my dear assistant. My sorrow knows me better than you all He runs speedy to respond my call , And often unpleasantly tells me, what none to me dare say: You cannot succeed unless you make me your allay. What i'm trying to convey unto you my dear readers Is to not misconceptualize sorrow ,you future leaders. Let it be your caracter's