Sorrow, Be Gone
Morning didn't paint pastel skies
Thunder drummed, a sound I despise
Tears rolled down from my blurry eyes
Gloomy sunrise Gloomy sunrise
Melancholy feelings were grim
Life was sorrowful without him
Like words sung in funeral hymn
My light's gone dim My light's gone dim
I wear depression like a shroud
Before God's alter, with head bowed,
Incessantly, I pray aloud
My love avowed My love avowed
I became wistful and withdrawn
The moment I awoke at dawn
How long will my heartache drag on
Sorrow, be gone Sorrow, be gone
June 9, 2023
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