I think the worse sorrow
is the sad where you dont have a reason.
Where the emotion hits you full force
and your left wonderingc
why?
Then the tears come.
As you sit frozen you cant help but think,
why are they so hot?
And your thinking about your tears because your not worried over a reason.
After all you dont know what that reason is.
In that moment you realize sitting in your room, sad, with a tearstained face that you are alone.
And that your heart realized it way before your mind.
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Maybe I'm Insane
PoetryMaybe I'm insane, but aren't we all a bit. Here's a look inside my crazy mind. My hopes, my fears, my problems all out there for you to see. It's not all pretty and it's not all nice, but it's the truth. I won't blame society for these things, becau...
