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.
Copyright © Nabawiyyah Ahmed | Year Posted 2019
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