RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Immersion In Sorrow
Quietly sitting amongst nature and it's sounds,
wondering why this sadness has overcome me again.
Total immersion into deep pits of sorrow without
any reasons why I should be here.
Thinking does not bring to mind any clue whatsoever.
Darkness eludes all knowledge or hides it in deep
There are no ways to run from it's tight grasp,
struggling only brings frustration and no relief.
Spinning away without any control, watching life
spiral downward into the pits of hell.
Quietly sitting, wondering why this sadness has
such a hold on me.
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