Cycles Of Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tracing lines into shadows of yesterday, watching as
they move apart to make way for me to go into the light,
yet, refusing, staying back, unwanted dreams pushing me
forward.

A tug of war happening within, testing strength of my
character, unacceptable needs that've been harbored within
are being snuffed out like the candle flame of an inner
domain.

Missing the point again as I move into another dimension,
no one to stop this cycle of intense, vibrant sorrow that's
shattering my heart and soul.