Time To Time

From time to time I write these words that rhyme They come purely from the heart Often hard to make them start But once they begin to flow All other things I must forgo For these words I must write And do so without a fight Feelings I've held for so long Emotions that can not be wrong Oppression seems to be the relief But gives me nothing but grief Sadness and sorrow are what I bolster Happiness and joy are all I wish to holster In the end the words of anguish, Are the ones that I publish