Churning Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Churning Sadness



Sadness is churning inside, enveloping my mind
as it tears me apart.
Wondering what has happened to delay tears,
sorrow insists on filling my being with it's
purpose which I don't understand and wish would
stop taking over me now.

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