Sorrow's Path Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent wakes fall before my eyes, remembering people I
have loved so dearly in this life.

Seeing them in coffins, saying good-bye for the final
time, tears falling steadily into my soul, taking me
through sorrow's path, alone in grief.

Knowing not how to accomplish this solo journey,
having to hit and miss, trying to find the way out of
it.

Hoping through the isolation and emptiness that someone
will still be here for me to welcome me back from this
darkened desert in life.

So many times already since I was very young, traveling
this path of sorrow, yet, still knowing not how to do it.

Because every time it is somehow different than the other
times, more intense in many ways, as I fold inside myself
to try and accept the inevitable.