Sorrow
It is the inability to,
Put in words.
Words with which,
I could describe.
How much it hurts,
To be with but without you.
Sorrow happens when,
I dream of us.
With longing for us,
As we were.
It is a physical pain,
Debilitating, instantaneous, dangerous.
It's as if I'm bleeding,
But you ,the world, can't see it.
Helpless, as I am here,
The sun is shining.
The world is fine,
But I am clutching my heart.
Trying to relieve some pain.
I seem selfish,
Bent on getting my way,
I am just trying to stop hurting.
Stop the yearnings and longings,
But only you can, and I am not you.
While you may call me silly,
Ignore , say you don't care.
You only make me yearn more.
Now for your touch, your care, your respect.
If someone is hurting, you can't decide they're not.
It is the inability to,
Put in words.
Words with which,
I could describe.
How much it hurts,
To be with but without you.
Sorrow happens when,
I dream of us.
With longing for us,
As we were.
It is a physical pain,
Debilitating, instantaneous, dangerous.
It's as if I'm bleeding,
But you ,the world, can't see it.
Helpless, as I am here,
The sun is shining.
The world is fine,
But I am clutching my heart.
Trying to relieve some pain.
I seem selfish,
Bent on getting my way,
I am just trying to stop hurting.
Stop the yearnings and longings,
But only you can, and I am not you.
While you may call me silly,
Ignore , say you don't care.
You only make me yearn more.
Now for your touch, your care, your respect.
If someone is hurting, you can't decide they're not.
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