Sleeping Sorrows
Night holds my restless dreams.In darkness images streams...
I awaken the sleeping sorrows.
I fear for my tomorrows.
I thought the turmoil was hidden
well........
It emerges and begins to swell...
like the burning gates of hell...
Sorrow has a hurtful story too......
Tell!
© allseasonsverse
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