Bag of Sorrows

A lament

I carry a bag
Of sorrows around
I was told to not
Let it touch the ground

For if I did
Others may see in
And they might see
My intense suffering

No, there is a rule
That must be obeyed
I must suffer alone
There is no other way

Because my sorrow
Is too much for others
I must take the hit
And be the one that suffers

But the worst sorrow
And the deepest pain
Is that I have no one
To share this weight



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