Sickened Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sickened Sadness



Buried in a morass of sickened sadness,
unable to keep awake for very long.
Eyes closing, nodding head, mind fading.
Shaking my head in an attempt to stay
awake and write.

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