Sorrow

Written in a very depressed mood.

For a life of sorrow I knew I was bred,

And now I feel tired, unloved and dead.

Couldn’t you see in your heart of hearts’

That now it was my time to sorely depart,

From a world that so brought me

Such pain and such tears, a fee

I could never meet.

 

So now as I lie in an undisturbed grave

I rave and I rave and I rave

Till I’m nothing but ash,

Unwanted and forgotten.

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