Sorrow Poem by Matthew Fowler

Sorrow



I see my sorrow in the mirror,
The glass is frozen.
I avoid the truth but they catch up.
I feel them outside the door.
Quickly i stand in the pool.
They knock, and they dont cease.,
My escape, im within.
And the lightning is plausible.
Drop the thunder within myself.
Sorrow, leave me be.

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