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Sorrow Like Mine
A Poem
i’m a reeling ball of particles
in this patterned galaxy,
but no one can save
a dying star
i like to think my pain
is something universal,
but then i open my mouth
and no one seems to hear
sometimes i cry
without reason,
without notion,
without need
sometimes i stare up
at white skies
and wonder
why i persist
but i never voice
these things aloud,
lest someone ring
a warning bell
i starve my mind
of happy thoughts —
not because i want to
but because i can’t help it
i’m not a supernova
going out in a spectacle,
but i feel just as chaotic
in this shell i call my own
i like to pretend i’m special,
extraordinary to the max —
but then i look outside
and wonder why i thought so