Sorrow's Throes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Running wildly in the throes of sorrow and grief,
wanting to expire, no longer wanting to live here
anymore.

Life has left nothing to hold onto, drifting into
the refuge of death's left over garbage heaps on
earth.

Wanting to swim into depths of oceans, drowning in
it's beauty so as not to see the deathly iciness
surrounding in abandoned emotions.

Dying inside, knowing there is now nothing left to
see my love being reflected within me.

Loss is so devastating, I can no longer function in
this world.

Finding paths through deep forests, losing myself
within and leaving no pathway for anyone to follow
me again.

Staying alone and far from others in life, abandoning
even family in grief, not wanting to ever feel the
loss of a loved one again as long as I live and
breathe on this planet earth.

Letting existence fall away, never wanting to pick
it up this side of living.

Looking up for some reason, hearing the whispers of
an angel holding out promises of a better tomorrow
and showing the way through the tangled mess of grief.