Tsunami Tides of Sorrow
She doesn't want to seem weak,
But she so desperately craves the blade.
She's been stressed, sad, overwhelmed and depressed,
And she's tired of her facade.
She wishes she could cry,
But instead,
She feels emptiness and overwhelming sadness.
It's like a tsunami tide of sorrow,
And she just can't escape it.
Copyright © Darci Hopkins | Year Posted 2017
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