Sorrow

"You can taste sorrow in salt tears

and in the bitterness of spoiled words

left in your mouth for far too long.

You can hear sorrow in a familiar song.

You can hide sorrow behind closed doors

and inside screams muffled by pillowcases.

You can stick to sorrow as if it were gum in your hair;

too mangled to brush out, too jarring to chop off.

You can see sorrow in bloodshot eyes and shaky hands.

You can get lost in sorrow when it knocks your life off

course with no detour signs to redirect you.

Most importantly,

you can be found in sorrow by

becoming a different version of your self,

here, on the other side of tragedy."

- Anonymous -