Alone

I'm not sure what to call this poem. I honestly have no idea. I was thinking of calling it "Alone".


Smile, the light that flows down from above
Smile, the dark that engulfs the night
Smile, the song that flows from our lips
Smile, the day that breaks and rips

Grow, some clouds fill the sunless sky
Grow, some shears and knives that cut
Grow, some are a pleasure to ones eye
Grow, some have thorns and die

Trust, the thing that holds us together
Trust, the laugh with a bitter twist
Trust, the hope for a better day
Trust, the need for another way

Brave, the child without a father
Brave, the dying knight for hope
Brave, the flower crushed underfoot
Brave, the destiny that will never stay put

Love, we are the heart that skips a beat
Love, we can no longer stand the fire
Love, we need the passion so free
Love, we cherish the symphony

Together, we help and give a hand
Together, we lose the faith to endure
Together, we work with little mistakes
Alone, we fall and thrash and break