Sorrow Poem by Alex Church

Days when you cared,
Days when you loved,
Days where you were faithful.
Days dead.

Days when you are scared,
Days when you are judged,
Days when you are hateful,
Days bled.

Sorrow washes over the corpse of my soul,
Nightmares let you achieve your goal,
Burning my heart and scarring my mind,
Still you don't see that you are BLIND,
Hope replaced with pain and no gain.

I WILL SUFFER IN SORROW IN VAIN.

But I love you... so what do I do?