For the Bold

What to write,

What to type.

I'm having difficulties,

Crossing i's, dotting t's.

Here I sit,

Nothing much writ,

Just my luck...

..But fuck...

While on the breeze,

I see with ease.

Days ahead and soon and far.

...

Makes one wonder where I are...

Ramble, ramble ramble

Words all a scramble.

Can't wrap my head around this concept,

except...

Here we are.

Something I accept.

What's tomorrow hold?

For the Brave.

For the Young.

For the Bold.