Mourning Melodies

An Ode of Unsilencing the Sorrow

Photo by Anja Bauermann on Unsplash

In shadows deep, where sorrows lay,
I found my pen, in twilight’s gray
Ink flowed with tears, my heart did bleed,
As I began to sow the seed

With every word, I released the pain,
On paper’s canvas, like cleansing rain.
The weight grew lighter, burdens eased,
As I embraced the words, found inner peace

In solitude, I poured my soul,
Ink-stained pages, made me whole.
The wounds of old began to mend,
As my spirit found a faithful friend

Through darkest nights and endless fears,
My pen became my shield, my seer.
It whispered hope, it sang of might,
Guiding me from the depths of night

Now, hear this tale of healing’s grace,
In written words, find your own place.
Let sorrow flow, then strength arise,
In the power of writing, claim the skies