Poetry

Sorrow

This never ending sorrow,

Thinking it will be better tomorrow.

Not knowing what it will bring,

But I'm sure my life is being held by a string.

I know what I feel won't go away,

So here I hold my breath and pray.

This isn't something you can see,

Because it's hiding within me.

People say I'm going through a phase,

That I will soon forget, truth is, it won't erase.

I cover up my face with a smile,

But it only lasts for a while.

I try to hold everything; to be stronger,

I just don't know if I can hold it any longer.