Sorrow’s Grip

Sorrow’s grip is cruel this evening,
It’s tighter than the usual.
It seems I cannot shake these feelings;
The desperation is mutual.
Thoughts wander through the night
And leave a trackless path,
Like memories I cannot revisit;
Like wheat without the chaff.

by Garret Woo

1/10/2019

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