My Sorrow...

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  1. My Sorrow

    Wilted rose,
    frozen lake,
    barren plane,
    a thirst no one but God can slake
    but I try in vain…
    Broken wings,
    dead butterfly
    and all battles lost
    Counting the cost of
    a voice that
    can no longer sing,
    no further joy can bring,
    has died,
    the bird that
    has lost its notes
    Clouded moonlight,
    fading starlight,
    failing sight,
    no faith inside;
    a hopeless, fathomless
    dying soul,
    crying without a sound,
    no wind to carry
    an empty echo
    out and around,
    Prayer lost
    without a murmur made
    Leafless tree,
    windless sky,
    merciless sun burning down
    without shade
    Field fallow
    without life-giving rain
    Bitter sorrow is all that remains
    Oh God, what’s there left to sustain
    the shattered soul
    who feels as old
    as age itself?
    Has lost all wealth
    once invested in?
    Cruel, cruel
    I feel used,
    battered, bruised,
    and abused
    And I begrudge you
    my sorrow
    For it is wasted
    this day, as tomorrow

  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    As always, you express your thoughts and feelings so damn beautifully, even tho the feelings aren't pleasant ones, they are put so well:eek:hmy:


  3. ~CazzaAngel~

    ~CazzaAngel~ Staff Alumni

    So true, so many people can't even express themselves, and I am one of them lol and you do it so well. You should be proud of your work! :hug: :grouphug:
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