Sorrow And Suffering Poem by Emma Pennington

What do sorrow and suffering mean?
Are they meant to last forever?
Do they have specific reasoning to them?
Why do these words make us depressed?

Why do they make you cry?
Why do they make you feel alone?
Why do we even have these feelings?
Is it suppose to mean something?

Is suffering like crying over someones death?
Is it like feeling sorry for my grandpa?
Is it like being with your friend as he lays in a casket?
What is it supposed to mean?

Why doesn't anyone love me?
Why don't they care for me in troubled times or whenever?
Why am I so alone and confused?
I thought he wanted me, but i guess not.

He never understands me.
He never gets what I'm trying to say.
What can I do to change that?
How cna I show it?

~We all have different versions of what sorrow and suffering mean and how it all goes back to death in itself. ~