The Sorrows of the past keep contending with the memories of yesterday weighing my soul into a heavy darkness that aches like a wound that won't heal.
The abundance of pain from the thought of losing my light to the unknown force of unwillingness where I played a role of submissiveness and fear.
Driven into a world of extreme sadness where melancholy had a name.
I feel it like no one should taking on more than I can bare only to return exhausted from the turmoil that keeps me in the pain that cannot seem to be released.
Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine brighter and I will soar to the clouds seeking grace and salvation.