Sorrow is a feeling,
That is drenched with disappointment,
It rarely appears to some,
But its deep inside every heart.
Sorrow has a depth,
A depth that cannot be estimated,
Nor can it be seen,
With the eyes of joy, that can't understand pain.
Sorrow is always there,
Lurking in the hearts of those who experience suffering,
It plunges the heart deep into never-ending depths,
And causes much misery.
Sorrow is but a breeze to those who feel nothing,
But those who often feel it understand the pain,
Of the feeling of sorrow,
It sheds tears and sounds moans.
Sorrow is a feeling that must be endured,
A feeling that must be conquered,
And if the wound is deepened, its hard to save,
Until a light at the end of the long,dark tunnel is seen,
The last flicker of hope.
