Sorrow (The Story Of)
Sorrow comes constantto this heart of mine.
It rips my life apart
leaving Happiness behind.
Just as the pain
is slowly replaced,
Sorrow swoops down
with his friend Haste.
When my mind finally thinks
all will be well,
Sorrow takes over
and begins to swell.
I then sit with Turmoil and
my broken down parts;
a mixed-up mind
and a battered heart.
No matter how hard
I try for Content,
Sorrow is lurking
and waiting to vent.
An emotion so evil
and hard to ignore,
Sorrow is always just
outside my door.
I peer through the haze
to see if its there.
"Come out! Come out!",
I hear Sorrow dare.
Each time I do,
I hope and I pray
that Sorrow won't be here
to greet me today.
But nevertheless,
Sorrow does show,
gripping my life
and not letting go.
Sometimes Sorrow
brings others along;
Disappointment, Mistrust
and a couple of Wrongs.
They all help to add
to this pain of mine.
Sometimes Jealousy
even throws me a line.
But among all of them
is a small ray of Hope.
It comes in the form of
Forgiveness and Cope.
Hope tries to stay strong to
win against Sorrow.
Hope sends the message,
"There's always tomorrow".
But sometimes the message is
far and unclear.
Sorrow's voice is
all that I hear.
"This is as good as its going get",
Sorrow says with a frown,
"So get used to it."
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