Today sorrow came knocking,
I let her in.
She was a quiet GUEST,
staying in the lower chamber
not asking anything of me.
Though she was that ‘felt other’.
I was not alone.

After a POINT I invited her to tea,
it was too awkward to carry on
as if she weren’t there.
I ADMIT, I wasn’t much in the mood
for this sort of company.
Almost at my LIMIT,
and yet I’d let her in.

We sat together, Sorrow and I,
sipping tea in silence.

Alternate ending:

We sat together, Sorrow and I,
Turns out she had a lot to say.

Heather