My Free Verse

I think I'm stuck in a doam of clouds
Arched across a moon ridden sky
My thoughts are foggy, I can't find a rhyme
Submission! I cast my pen with a sigh

As far from me as it will go
Sinking deep in mud and earth
Finally the death of pleasure
Finally Free Verse's birth

Should I give in
And write just to get done
But that's not me
That style's no fun

No challenge provided
So much ink is wasted
I've tried it before
Despised how it tasted

This is a path
I'm warry to travel
So I'll continue to rhyme
And thus not unravel

But what the fuck rhymes with orange