Prisoner Of Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Prisoner Of Sorrow
Feeling tears of sorrow beginning to fall into and out of
my heart.
Not able to stop their flow, they continue to fill my soul
with their intense grief.
Wallowing daily in sorrow's oceans, unable to come up for
air.
An unaccessible entrance for any others, yet my mind keeps
the doors opened on ending sunsets as I walk forward.
Knowing I will soon be beckoned and will never return to
shores of earth again.
A sorrow holding me prisoner, knowing that my family will
be suffering as I disappear from sight forever.
write the words my way, giving my own meanings to thoughts. (Thinking outside the box) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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