Sorrow

A free verse poem about sadness.

 

Gravity has fattened,

Pressing,

Crumpling me into myself;

A flame in my cheeks

Pricks my eyes,

A golf ball in my throat

Chokes me,

Prickling at the touch, my eyes stream

Tears,

My fingers are wet with brine,

I cannot breathe

Through my noise while my ears ring with my

Sobs,

Sobs

That rattle me;

I cover my face with my hands.

Author's Note

Any comments would be greatly appreciated!