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Sep 2019
There is no pain deeper than the pain you feel down
in your soul, it clings to the very depth of every thought,
emotion, and feeling that grows with every passing day.

You ask yourself why all this sadness has to do with living,
when all you ever have done is be thoughtful among those around
you day after day

Sometimes you wonder if maybe you aren't meant to be happy
here on earth, or there is another reason without your own
knowledge, whatever the reason, it hurts much more than
anyone will ever know.

I smile and it pleasures me to see a smile on a face that has
forgotten how to smile, when eyes that shine so brightly
toward the heavens should always praise our mother for
the glory she bestows on all of us to enjoy.

There should not be remorse among a heart filled with love
and light, no room to be sad, but yet one who loves so deeply
has to live in a special kind of sadness that only they try
to understand.

Writing down feelings help to a point, but only the heart knows
how deeply it hurts to read words written trying to calm the
spirit of longing sadness, nothing can stop the darkness around
the soul but you alone.

When will it stop when all my life the cloud of darkness has
been hanging over my head for some strange reason, like a
steal bar piercing my heart every day.

I will never give up the path I have to lead and struggles
that face me, my strength comes not from me, but at times
I would love to go to sleep and swim in the waters of pure
tranquility

No more thoughts of sadness that flow deep, they fade away
for a while then return with deeper sadness, but that is my
life and it will always be my life in some strange way I make
it as beautiful as I love my children and nature to the fullest.




By DerenaBree
© 2019 DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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