Poetry

Sometimes life gets a bit overwhelming,
and emotion begs for some liberating.
The crashes that are hard,
the clashes in my heart.
When words don't come out right
to tell you of my plight.
When love it seems to fade
till even mirth seems opaque.
Will you linger beside me, please
or mingle without me- this
might be too hard to swallow
and too dark to burrow.
But for all that's hallowed
make room for my sorrow.