Splitting Apart In Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being shattered by the intensity of sorrow as it comes fran-
tically into this heart, squeezing tears desperately into
these blue, green, gray eyes.

Slowly spreading across these pages, loneliness, abandonment
of love caressing so gently, yet so harshly, not wanting to
feel it grating against this soul and being.

It will not listen, continuing to do it anyway, splitting a-
part, trying to find a way through sorrow, feeling bereft
with no way to alleviate it.

Why it's coming so intensely isn't known, hearing my Mom's
image coming to mind, wanting to be recognized through the
sorrow being felt, not knowing why but writing of it here.