Why do we go through so much pain?
And never feel the same
The heart feels heavy and cannot contain
The tears and sadness that threatens to reign.
Tragedy leaves scars that constantly remain
As features of our past, trickling down like the morning rain.
A permanent reminder that things can change
And that life brings thorns and happiness in exchange.
So, remember no matter comes your way,
Grief and worries will lead you astray.
If you succumb to feelings of depression and dismay
That will spiral into regression each passing day.
MARYANN BOSAH 