#Sorrow

TEARS

“Do not try to stop my crying.” she said.

“My heart must weep…before it can sing…”

“Instead…encourage me to begin the healing

 

only tears can bring.”


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EBB AND FLOW

There is an undulation to life...

a natural ebb and flow.

Sometimes it’s dark and grey...

other times...it glows.

 

And when it glows...we must enjoy it...

every moment of every day...

so when it’s dark we have joy saved up

to help us light our way.

 

And when it’s grey...we muddle through...

we try to overcome our fears...

knowing joy will soon return...

in the wake of all our tears.

 

Knowing somewhere in our sorrow 

If we look for joy…we’ll find it…

Knowing a cloud cannot cast a shadow…

 

unless the sun’s behind it. 


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This Sorrow

                                       This Sorrow...

 
Loneliness is a Heart-less BITCH
 
This Sorrow...
 
I don't know where it comes from
But, seemingly out of nowhere
It comes out and hits me like a tornado
 
I feel the Earth itself wailing for Mankind
The homeless, the mentally ill
The in-firmed, those who struggle
Who do their best, but find it isn't 
       Good enough.....again
 
I feel the pains I see in the eyes
Of the Abused and Mistreated 
I ache for a certain special woman
And a Love that will never be....
 
I feel my own pain, inadequacies and
Mistakes made that can never be rectified 
Yet eat away at my soul, my very being
And like a Coward, I want it to go away
     And I have to find a way to live
        With the things I've done
              Or I am UNdone
 
 
         These nights are so unkind
        The Enemy reinforcements
     Attack when I'm most vulnerable 
    Feeling is so taxing, so wearying 
 
But, for some purpose, it isn't going anywhere 
                  Irony's practical joke 
   Well, I guess my life can be reduced down
            To one single word.....Joke
                      That's me.....
 
     I'm so lonely & pathetic right now
        I wish that someone besides 
              My Beautiful Mischa 
                 Cared Enough, and 
        Wanted, and Needed me, Enough
               To actually want me 
       To stick around for one more day

            And then maybe another, 
           And then maybe another.....

            One who would instinctively 
             Hold me, (as I would for her)
           When the demons came to
             Kick my ass & brutalize me
           Into some type of submission 
 
      So This Sorrow just goes on, and on
                  With no relief in sight
                   What's a man to do?
 
      Not even Mischa wants to be 'round me
      I'd been wanting for some time to feel
      Something, anything, and now I am
           Be very careful what you wish for...
 
                 

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