Just another woman with a few demons and a laptop.
Chronic Sorrow. Chronic sorrow. Hard to explain. The lump in your throat. Gulping your sob. The strain in your eyes demanding the tears not to fall. The smile hiding sorrow. Chronic. Loss. The good thoughts trying to take the place of you. Chronic. Long lasting. I want to bid you adieu. I’ve done all I know to do. I’ve tried to let you go. Sorrow. I’m moving on. Please take your cue. I plead. I beg of you. Until then, I swallow. I smile. I keep moving on. My work Til the day you leave alone.