Sorrow

Pressure Agonizing   Invisible Neglected This sorrow that I have This sorrow that won't spare It breaks me open   And makes me tear from all the bad I witness and hear It’s like a rollercoaster throughout the year At times when I think I’m no longer broken   The sorrow hits back with a larger dare This sorrow that I have This sorrow that won't spare I shoots right through me and leaves me at ruien   It haunts my dreams which I think is unfair It circles around making me sad All these problems that I just can’t bare   Why has sorrow become unspoken This sorrow that doesn't care   My sorrow that is just so sad Well sorrow I will no longer fear   If you think I surrendered then you are mistaken For there is hope and a war I declare I will no longer fear you nor spare you I have the power to grip and tear you       With this my poem is clear and written, Sorrow is to be shun Say farewell, because the end is near The end has come and sorrow is undone Powerless Appreciated Insatiable Natural.