Welling

My heart is heavy
Laden with pathos
Source unknown

Cheer has fled
Like morning blush
From face past noon

I glance closely
At my reflection
No one is there

Hollow vacant eyes
Grief stricken simply
Stare, sternly glare

This fugue feels like iron
Chains dragging my feet
Pinning my pining self

I revel in spreading joy
Share happiness, but
Grief is my very own

*picture is from internet only

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