Sorrow teaches serenity with it's deepest pain,
twisting heart and soul out of reach of life's
demands for the time being.
Grating against every fiber of thought, rasping
across hearts, bleeding with tears of sadness.
Every particle of caring and hope is dispersed
through grief, unable to come together for
recognition or solace.
Alone on tops of unending mountainous feelings,
wanting to drop off and feel nothing anymore,
yet a thread is held somewhere invisibly,
keeping me here and existing for a time.
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