Petals In The Grass

Song of Sorrow

Thoughts are overwhelming
Cut the ties to joy
Singing the song of sorrow
As the mirror stares back in anquish
Not liking what I see
I ready for the day
Not liking what I feel
I lay down to torment
Comforted by the fact
I have to face no one
Except myself
Everything is unimportant
To me
Disappointed by what is


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