Stirring Interior Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An energy lying still within, while listening to music
that's stirring an interior sadness, tears wanting to
flow, but not wanting to let them right now.

Not wishing to feel the sorrow as it makes its way to
this mind, wanting to be expressed anyway, but holding
back, writing about it lightly.

Even though there's a bountiful amount of its darkness
that is trembling inside, needing to be spoken aloud in
prose, this poet not wanting to as yet.