what sorrow does

They say misery loves company,
but sorrow?
Sorrow likes to curl up
into a tiny ball and rolls right
to the darkest corner.
When dusk arrives
and the night fails to distinguish
yesterday’s pain
from tomorrow’s worry,
what’s left behind is sorrow,
hugging itself and hoping dawn
remembers less of the tears
and more of the smile.

Inspired by #1linewed prompt, “sorrow”.


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