A Transition

The thesaurus declared:

I am miserable, somber and sad.

So why am I still expected to smile?

I’ve let sorrow carve deep in my heart.

And hoped the void could contain more joy

than it normally holds.

But only tears filled my hollow heart.

Collecting sediments, hardening.

Now I have no more heart.

I feel no more.

I can give no more.

There is nothing but a heavy stone.

 

 

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