My Sorrow

Life, all along, just gave me sorrow,
Every season it brought felt cold and hollow.
When someone dear breaks down and cries,
Helplessness cuts deep—bleeding from the eyes.
What’s the point of living endlessly,
In a life that never offered healing to me?

Life, all along, just gave me sorrow,
No light today, no hope tomorrow.
Moments to smile were far and few,
Even joy somehow never felt true.

Even my own behaved like strangers to me,
I never could grasp time’s cruel mystery.
Some mistakes happened without intent,
But life put stones in every path I went.

Life, all along, just gave me sorrow,
No light today, no hope tomorrow.
Moments to smile were far and few,
Even joy somehow never felt true.

Life is an endless inner strife,
It never once befriended my life.
Even when it gave, it gave the gift of tears,
Moments to smile came too few in these years.
Life, all along, just gave me sorrow...

Life, all along, just gave me sorrow,
No light today, no hope tomorrow.
Moments to smile were far and few,
Even joy somehow never felt true.