Grief Literature
Black Lens: Dead Within
Poetry
Sometimes I get scared that I won’t make it That I won’t be okay for the rest of my life That every laugh will be a pain And every smile will eventually make me go insane
Sadness and sorrow overtake Depression sweeps over me This time it’s my own life That I’ll forsake
The agony sits too deep The water keeps falling as I weep I can’t escape I can’t make this evaporate It’s here to stay Until I die Until I go away
As the puddle grows My soul goes cold I’m losing myself This earth has become my hell There’s no one to talk to There’s no one to tell
So I sit in sadness and sorrow Maybe it’ll get better tomorrow
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Hey, it’s me, Jade Willow. Thank you for reading my stuff — All of My Poetry+ My Eccentric Poetry Series